Maybe its not worth your time to listen to me.
Leave me in my thoughts to drift, lest you hear a word and misconstrue its meaning. Let me shed these memorable tears, to bid farewell a child’s eyes that once upon a time blossomed in hope.
Fear has now become the costume of my people and in scarcity this once abundant hope is burned to ashes. Banners have become countless, visibly risen in the face of equality. The beasts did not kill but out of utter need, while we, the men of reason are slain and slay in the pursuit of pleasure. A dieing man lies at the front door of our ignorance, yet we fail to save a life by the knowledge of it’s place. From far oppression is hated when the true tyrant is a fulltime resident within our failing denial. Grant me hope, give me truth and avenge this inner voice over the resting tides.
Since writing this post FadingSight may have helped people, but has not within the last 4 days. FadingSight is not a verified member, has been around for 1 year, 11 months and has 3 posts and 9 replies to their name.
Invite Others to Help
A logged in and verified Help.com member has the ability to setup a Friends List and invite others to help with posts.