We've been sifted through our crops for days but we just don't have the means to keep replanting our seeds. We have tried to guard our fields for years but we just don't match up to the strength of our problems, and it gives me shivers.
We'll watch them smile as all this spreads. They will continue planting our suicide seeds. They're just thinking of how they can prosper and it gives me shivers.
You just know by the look in my eyes. I never saw this coming. Pulling strings to act as nature, they're asking for a failure.
They would change us all if they knew we would strive to be a better part of the pain they cause.