Hey, guys! Heres a poem that I thought I would share. Its short and sweet...I hope you guys like it! Hiding beneath the crystal moon, am I the only one to hate the monster of the light, of brotheren to the sun? I hate, I feel, I love to hate the insects of the Earth. The human race . . . sick blood to taste; I hate the way they roam. They take their breath . . . their last life's thread-- to give it to their god. Hear me now . . . and you'll hear no more-- that from which you fear. Good tidings . . . and sweet dreams . . . whether foe or friend, I bid you farewell . . . now this is the end.