Humanity

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It was not an enemy that made my people fight
Not the wind that made them travel

It was not the smell of fish that made them eat
Not the land that made my people live

For what is unknown by the children of my people, by which I mean you all, this is coursed by something called humanity. Not the humanity you know, those people who kill for religion. The humanity we know as the beings that wonder about the galaxy, but do not want to explore it. Who farm to live, but do not sell it.

Even the difference between the two sexes is from before my time, of that I cannot tell, but what I can say is that it has NOT changed. I know ‘humanity’ thinks they did, or do, no step has been taken. I tried to give this thought long before. To give you faith. Later I found that it did not help.

The lies that started to develop after I may have left, are not my fault. The hate, war, pain and maybe death, I do not know, are none of mine.
Those where created by something called human instinct, something I made. Which I could have better forgotten, never thought of.
I may have left my people behind, but I think I’ll start over with the new humanity, because you have changed. A lot, since I left.

It was not one human responsible for this world.
It was not one creature that made it like this.
It was human instinct you should blame, do not say it wasn't’t your mistake, because it is! But you cannot help it.

What has become of those once so pure, honest, true eyes, which are now so dark of lies, sins and guilds. If you can tell me, please do. I do not understand why my people made this happen. Please inform me.
don't misunderstand. I don't feel like a great ruler!
I made this for a character in my story to say (a girl with magical powers to change to world), but the story didn't work out (stopped after 1 page) so I was left behind with this!
Enjoy