||It is our decree:
that however dotty your kind will prove,
it is our duty (decency bound);
to save you from your delirious destruction.
Though you deserve
and deemed no less than
to dine upon one another...
There are some doting divinity among us:
that are distressed
at the state of your diminishing destiny.
despite your utter debauchery and delusions...
We have rather determinedly decided to:
have your descent de-evolutionized
(your definition not ours)
to our degree
how truly more diligently moral we are!
though this seems drastic dear old friend...
and we rather your dead...
these are dire situations.
we are yet to decipher
why we act distinctly different,
from our dallying descendents
and their lone destabilization...
however much Darwin dared
to digress from the direct truth.