Man is a Beast

There is hypocracy in what a man says; then does,
He hugs the world; then paints it in blood,
The love he shows; it will not last,
Just a prelude to the evil he will bring to pass,
The road to his heart made of diamonds and gold,
Once you reach it; it is shallow and cold,
He cherishes nothing; yet says to love it all,
He'll build you up just so he can see you fall,
Your fellow man will see you struggle and offer his hand,
Just so he'll have some one to follow his command,
He doesn't care for you; not in the least,
This should be a sign that man is a beast,