And Human Created Violence

These radiant godly beauties,
and those lavish mellow bounties,
may not be that hard and fast.
Right when we are enamoured,
words and eyes turn villainous.

But not one in this mother earth,
would be gifted to make plain,
why this violence should shatter,
why the fury should be born,
time and again in our own nerve.

We may have buried one little fact,
God has never created serpent.
'Cause it's only human who did this,
unleashing the dread and those harsh words,
concocting hatred and bitterness.

Now mark the words before you speak,
and watch the look you will afflict,
just to make sure that you won't bleed,
one's heart and soul you've ever held,
the unasked care you've ever felt.