Beyond the time they,
They try to allow their festering wounds to swarm me,
Allow the constant confusion that bombards me,
Allow the death and despair to overwhelm me, figuring out the knowledge present, I now know its false,
Compared to myself, I am but chaff but,
Alas, I must accept the faults that I have, not,
Not the truth that is present, cause if I'm facing the mirror, I face the fact that I've given up, I'm looking at,
A failure, someone whose potential is wasted,
Someone whose testament has been broken and borrowed, bewildered, beaten, downtrodden,
Sought happiness, but its fleeting, sought truth, but pain, it is bringing,
Sought life, but death has been closer than ever,
I've seen the veil from within, between, beyond it,
I've seen the day of the end, I can't escape it,
I hear the cries of the children, and all the parents, attempting to silence all of their beggings for days abundant,
For days that are brighter,
Beneath the blood and the charred flesh, the teeth-gnashing, I can see better,
Don't need a prescription to determine my mentality and physique taking a toll on my spirit, might as well down a spirit while thinking of spirits being birthed into this hollow plane of existence,
Smiles and sadness, equality, black and white this balance,
Grey matter, high talk, but feeling low, yes it gathers,
But rather than simply be still and keep this faint hope tattered,
I'd rather look at myself, look at the failure and change it,
I embrace it, the faults and the flaws of this angelic presence,
This purpose found within is something that is irreplaceable, so I'd rather not put a placeholder on my place in this world, and should instead seek out the necessary places or akin minds to change the situations.
The winter heat is freezing my lungs, the ice-cold kisses from the frozen earth are slowly descending upon my eyelids,
The realization that I may do as much as I can, but it may still not be enough,
The chance for a better tomorrow, however virtuous, cannot be achieved in the lifetime that I live on this earth, on this planet where beauty abounds, and where we live in such sweet serenity; mentioning the moments and not the whole.
Alas, we have to face the facts, I have to face the facts, that as there are possibilities that are endless, the right choices are limited, and only through the proper discernment and wisdom that comes from the creator's grace and the situations placed in one's life,
Only that will be the deciding factor as to who should be given the power to make that change.
It is a hard pill to swallow, that only a rare few are able to influence individuals on a scale that is astronomical, and tyranny may run while the world is actually peaceful as ever.
Funny enough, it seems like time moves slower and slower each second I focus, and it never seems to escape me, how it is as fleeting as the pestering emotions that encourage the greatest change and failures to have come to pass thus far.
However, to end this very short summarization of the scales falling from my eyes,
I look onto the horizon, for a new vision, and a new word,
A new point of view, of focus for those who have lost it,
A new type of reality, one that does not seek to have effects that are detrimental,
But one that has sentiments of virtuous value,
Warriors to rise from the ashes of a once-great time of the conquest, and in the modern era, rule this world through a balance of diplomacy and necessary strength to be used to influence the masses.
I wish to see the masses see themselves as individuals, part of the whole to work together to change the state of their position,
To be uncomfortable in their comfort, and seek to find a new way, a change that will influence their descendants, and make their ancestors proud.
I wish to see a wave of innovators, a wave of geniuses, creatives, and people whose hearts and minds are not filled to the brim with lies, false information, false pretences of how the world is, and are able to face the facts that pain and torment, and unfairness is wrought, and are convicted to seek out a world that is valuable, and cherished, and something to be tended to and cared for, just as our creator has given us dominion to do so.
Just like the first man, we are given the strength to move forward, and just like the first woman, we are to be together in order for our children to not only be had but for them to be loved and cherished.
Contemplations are full in my mind of the works that are around me,
Singing symphonies to the Lord and praises to the Almighty,
Believing in a chance for the demonic attacks to be defeated and a chance for true understanding to be brought forward,
But I do believe sometimes that I am nihilistic and even very optimistic in my words, and sayings,
However, only time will tell if the words that I say will be understood, challenged, discussed, or even spoken of or mentioned in the years to come, or will fade into obscurity, instead replaced by mindless death and cursed sayings which are now commonplace in the century I am inhabiting.
So, for now, until either, the world explodes or the universe implodes,
I find peace and solace in the fact that I have seen it,
That I have seen beyond the mask that is facilitating the growth of this mindlessness,
That as I live, I shall not ignore the cries and the abuse of the children of this world, that the depravity and disgust that surrounds them shall be blotted out like the souls of Sodom and Gomorrah.
I am at peace that I have found meaning, and I have seen it,
In the cold I rest, but I have seen,
Beyond the veil.
