We all know some...

'Tis true ly sad to see human spirit,
so abused.
Thrust into a deep,
dark corner,
and hiding in the visciousness of ignorance.
To see intellect
and abilities,
so wasted,
greives me to my innermost self.

That a mind,
so clogged with bile,
can still function,
in a semblance of order,
is beyond my comprehension.

I guess of such are Hitlers and Kahns made.
Leaders of others,
like themselves,
and ignorant of the true and righteous spirit,
wherein beats a valiant heart.
The thrust of a sword,
the kick of a gun,
these are the only things understood by these.

They reduce the complex human equation,
to these endpoints.

To argue with ignorance is a waste of time better
spent getting through the day to day.
Surrounded by such,
and under their dominion,
we can only see hope as the Cromagnon saw,
as the Neandrathals destroyed each other.

So ends all life when a violent solution,
is the only one known.