For there will be a time
A time when everything you know is lost
In that instant you will freeze
Stunned and horrified
Breathless
Heart racing while the mind is still
No excuse for you ignorance
A pardon will not be found
Cast out on the street
Back into the gutter from which came
You look up and cry out to a God in which you do not believe
Silence is the reply
Why should a god believe in you when you do not believe in them
Man, woman, black, white, we all succumb to our demise
How we arrive is what makes us individuals
Why mindlessly follow others as though we are Jews encamped
All roads lead to death
The nescient fools belligerently expect a joy and peace waiting for them
Expect nothing
Oppress your hopes
For when death is upon us we become enslaved to the earth
Once time has passed over our memories
We will then only exist to be trotted upon by the living
Layer after layer will pile upon us
Further pushing us down to the core
Being alive for this is the only hell one could fathom
Alas death is a release
The discovery of peace
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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