Here we are today, looking out at all this decay. Yet we look at each other and ask, what if? Searching for the destitute that will leave us free. Our own lives in the hands of the children, yet we do not care about who we are. With the guilt and the sadness that lay within thee. Guilt in our minds and sight portraying to be bitter distortion, along with all that remain, what’s left in the unknown? How do we know they’re still alive, but with no well-being? Sadness evokes the animosity that portray in us. Allowing us to only see the hardship bitter self of all the remain. Starting to read in between the lines of trust and law, we become liars to our own self and do not cast out the sadness, but rather the happiness of that we are made from. While we look out at the ruins and the roads flowing of blood and dead carcasses, we turn away and do not care for all that we have brought to ourselves. We may not care; we may not despair, for all we know we don’t give a fuck about what we are.
Yes that’s how many see us, not to care and to not wonder about why either. The happiness and the serenity may burrow within, but do we not mention it? Well what else do we have time for? Not many people know it but our time will be up as when the clock has struck. Many will be freaking out and running rampant in their own doubt…. but do we care? WE the citizens of what’s left of this place, do not care about anyone and let it not despair. Behind the crooked lies and bitter doubt, we do mention of a way out, but do not mention it to those who may corrupt us for all we’re worth. While we all look out, seeing the cities and noticing everyone running in doubt, they thought this would never happen again, they see now that they have contaminated us and left all rot. Children running on the broken glass and the blood running down the streets, while they know they’re contaminating themselves once more, noticing that we are here today.
The martyrdom that we all so fear, is now rising from the pit and enveloping our existence with in it. We said it would never happen again, they said, “My fellow brother’s and sisters and great leaders, we will make it out we will find the key and unlock the greatness that we have all foreseen. We will find the plan, we have the plan….” Now those words lay far away and the great leaders are all unknown of even to themselves. We have a plan, we made a plan, we did the plan, now see where we stand? See what this place that we all used to have has embellished into being? Look out at the ways and the plans that may erupt from even the diligent of the very least. We may have a plan, but yet will it be the one that we will all be able to understand?
Here we are today…here in this great day…. we will lead the way to and through the rest of the great redemption. Here…..we…are..
today
