Lord of the Flies

Humans breath and Humans eat
They laugh and play, Their sorrows They beat
Man can laugh and Man can cry
He can live and He can die

Humans choose and Humans follow
they lead and conquer, their fears they swallow
Man can lead or he can hide
run away and never abide

humans hunt and humans kill
they track and stalk, their breath is still
man can save or he can murder
spilling blood and guts in slaughter

the pigs they kill are creatures too
they eat and drink, they have voices like you
yet a beasts can conquer them with ease
the beasts' dark soul is shattered and creased

beasts can run and beasts can fight
triumphing over others in their might
growing while influencing others
forgetting that they ever had mothers

the beasts can breath and they can eat
they laugh and play as others the beat
the beasts can laugh and once they cried
they choose who lives and who has died

they grow in number and in their head
the lil'uns that they were are dead
innocence gone just like the others
so much for tribes, so much for brothers

the Beasts could rule though they only conquer
because of meat because of greed
the humans that evaded them
have their own fire, have all they need

the humans find help, they remember to love
the beasts are lucky humans care
the beasts, now saved, wish to be human
but they've now forgotten, time hasn't been fair