What do you think of my poem?

by design man is ugly, as a whole our ways unclean. by design man goes too far , perfecting the prestine. by design man is too smart, to whole to greedy and then... by design man is faitless, re-evaluating his end. By design man is wreakage, he is weak but also wise. In life he claims the sport of men, controlling meeker lives.to whome we see fit maker? By design we've placed as true. The eyes we place above us, genuine falicy swallows you. Bydesign we are to live in harmony, we mustn't recognise. By design we shed your family . Your blood extinct this time. Bu design the survival few follow , the smartest of the fit. By design victory is hollow. By design we all commit. By design we shall be abolished, a permission we grant ourselves. By design I will polish every trophy onmy shelf. By design all shall fall out. To die is to be true, to the desighn call it weakness of awful me and you.