Skeletons

We all have skeletons, coin of lost stars
ancestral origins of origins
the flesh is but temporary wrapping,
time beats beating hearts, mind is fleeting

visit the catacombs, see there the skulls
that have no eyes and repent our blindness
because life is short, death should be mother
of mercy, suckle kindness by angel birth

cruelty is cheap, an expensive spendthrift,
that absentmindedly leaves starvation
as its calling card, “inhuman human 
was here and left this dark and shameless mark”

in berserk hours "civilization" goes 
savage past savage, ruthless past ruthless