Mortality

We've been dead since the beginning of time;
Facing a death sentence ever since our very first breaths;
A guarantee of our inferiority,
A blessing and a curse.
And our mortality?
It shows;
It's evident in our rotten hearts
And in the overpowering stench of our decay.
We're corrupted to the core.
And it's insane to think
That no one is irredeemable without choosing to be;
Consciously or unconsciously,
And that without grace
We'd all be destined for the same fate;
The fate that we deserve.
And it's sickening,
That you can turn on the TV to watch the news
And find yourself in tears.
Weeping for people you've never even known
Because some of us know compassion and empathy,
Whilst others are simply lost in violence and bloodshed.
With all the death, the suffering, the injustice that we see.
The wars, the hate, 
The lies that control the world around us-
Our end is inevitable.
But maybe that's a good thing
Because who would want us to live forever?

Nyamedo