Violence and progress: No screams, no cries for help
In this vaccuum-cruciblie of evolution.
Mercy and progress: No sympathy from natural selection
In this species' suicidal improvements.
Progress and culture:
Terrorists in each other's lands.
Driven to succeed are we; to lose the softer poetry,
To gain the upper hand and kill the weaker man,
And revel in the win made by our progress' sin.
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