I was fed up, the day I gutted everybody. Fed up with the sick hypocrisy that is part of the human condition.
So I snapped. I gutted everybody.
I laid their entrails out for them to see. Racism. Greed. Hatred. Fear. Sins too loathsome to name. I kept nothing hidden. Not even the things that poured from my own heart and bowels.
They were shocked and appalled. Some of them threw up.
I rejoiced. I danced with glee, knowing the vile, abominable creatures had finally been exposed for the appalling things they were.
And then I wept, knowing none of them would ever breathe or walk again.
And I wept again, knowing that even as they read my words, they would not change, or even understand.