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Sick cycles play out,

But is the lesson ever learned?

You're like the snake

Eating it's own tail,

When you take a shovel's head

To the harmless, slithering beast

That eats the rodent you abhor

You're like a spider

Captured by it's own web,

When you take a straw broom head

To the harmless, arachnid on the wall

That eats the flies that you abhor

When the mosquite bites your skin

And the mouse scats on your bread,

Do you ever stop and think about

How much worse you made your odds?

As with your polar opposite approach with man

You know the one I'm talking about,

When you praise and give to those humans -

The ones who can't get enough -

Though they already have it all

Then you spit on the homeless man on the corner

And spit on yourself

Time has relentlessly revealed

The destructive half of uroboros

I'm not sure 

Ruination's stopped long enough

To leave room for rebirth

Sick cycles play out,

But is the lesson ever learned?

There's an ache in your stomach

But, dammit, look at yourself

You burn any calories in self destruction

And any left in fruitlessly

Trying to regrow