Interesting three

Feelings,
Emotions,
These signify a human,
So in a sense,
Human isn't a physical state,
But an emotional state,
Why else would heartless,
Feelingless,
Emotionless,
Beings be called inhuman,
Are they not male or female,
Have four limbs and a head,
They look no different than you,
Yet they are inhuman,
They may have brutally murdered a three year old child,
They are called a monster,
They are called inhuman,
Why is that,
Then the simple deffinition for a human,
Would be feelings and emotion,
And it is in this since,
I would consider msyelf not all human.

Ah, *nods* another heart filled peice, it is quite nice isn't it. *nods again* Just leaves you thinking right....no, wrong. I am sure most of you have already thought about this at least once or twice.*shakes his head and begins reciting again*

When the world stops spinning,
Over the screams of them all,
Reasons that you couldn't understand,
The plane of earth will be covered,
Hell on earth will have arrived,
Lesser demons with pore through the holes,
Everyone will die,
Still the heaven will rain down on the earth,
Souls will cry in the eternal torment.

Interesting *bows* what one can type when he puts his mind to it. Well, this little piece isn't about me, so please don't tell me i am not. I simply find choosing words helps to write poems. Here would be another example...*begins reciting again*

Heaven can call those to it,
And some of us will follow,
People that accept it will be saved,
People who deny it will be damned,
In this little world of ours,
Neither me nor my soul can be saved,
Eternal torment is what rests in my after life,
Somtimes I wish I believe,
Someone wished I believed too.

Ah three lovely pieces, *bows* i hope you all enjoyed them. Now, my children, i must be off to that little place called no where. *bows one last time and begins to walk of stage...as you see me off the stage and can see no more, there is a gunshot...then a loud yell* HERETIC.....*laughter from me...*Better believe it....*laughter ends in a gourgle....followed by a small thud of something landing on the ground*