A short story on a world of evil and after all humanity have greedely killed for what?

After all the world has fought and died, ran and fell, screamed until they drowned
on there own blood filled lungs or the body was burned from the inside.
now living in a cold dull silent world where all dark torn streets has the the misty
yellow gassy air from a nuke flow past the razor sharp blood stained smashed
windows crazy scarce twisted people fight 2 survive in the dark evil paced cityies
that are left from our own greed and hatred we can spread untill we are overwhelmed
by the bloody ground we have left from the weak and now they stand looking at
there red stained mutated fingers bowing to this new leader new king eyes filled
with a spread of more evil that can exist within a mortals skull like
he was a honoured god of hate as he stands those of the light are cursed and
sacrificed into the dark cold hole of death and rat filled rotten flesh pool.
Is this a world you would prefere? Well eventually it will be humanity is the greedyiest
and this world is our price on such a burden of life.