Brains or Brawn

Madness all around me.
Craziness fills my head.
Do they really convince themselves,
True, once it's said ?

Scary they have control,
Choice, Death or life.
They care for no others.
The first, always strife.

What joy in pain to others ?
Where's the fun in that ?
What buzz level is anguish ?
Does the high take off your hat ?

Sit and think about your life.
The hunger. The thirst. The pain.
Easier to unload unto others,
Your 'strongest', 'course you should gain.

'It's the law of natural selection,
The strongest always survive'.
You only have one weakness,
You'll never, truly, be live.

It's hard to appreciate nature,
When it's trampled underfoot.
Hard to see the joys and wonders,
When you cover it all with soot.

So who is this terrible Enemy ?
This nemesis of Your clan ?
Who DARES enter Your territory ?
Just another, insignificant man.

Laughable, isn't he ?
A puny, scrawny, wimp !
He only has one weapon,
And that's to make you think.

It's hard to fight ghosts,
Impossible to fight a dream.
The harder that you strike,
The more minds will scream.

When your ears are finally opened.
Your madness finally released,
Your strength tempered with wisdom,
The prize ?    Total piece.