Ashamed

I look around at the human beings wandering this planet.

I hear the story of the college student who thought it would be funny to tell her college newspaper that she planned to use her own aborted fetuses as an art project.

I see stories of people who train their dogs to kill other dogs so they can make a few bucks, or worse, just for the fun of it all.

I see the children that get beaten on a regular basis cause their daddy's a drunk or a druggie.

I see people killed because their skin is the wrong shade of color.

I hear stories of people torturing their children out of their own mental illness.

I read in the news about a person I thought I knew and respected being something I'm ashamed of.

I hear stories about a sick bastard that repeatedly takes advantage of a defenseless mentally retarded women.

I see and hear all these things. And no matter how much good is around and in between it, sometimes I can't help but think…

There are times I'm ashamed to be a human being.