Oceano

Your kind has been aborted.
This world abandoned left desolate,
Depleted of all its resources.
There's no recovery from this.
Yet there are survivors scarce
Who hide amongst the ruins where
A crucial decision must be made;
To die of starvation or take ones life and feed upon their flesh.
The sky won't expose any answers,
So stop searching there.
You cannot escape reality's trials
With a simple prayer.
For such a complicated sin fear not of punishment.