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Rated: E · Poetry · Opinion · #1339860
Once again, end times
The Destruction of Humanity

I look around as my world is no longer clouded.
To see what I see.
To know what I know.
To reach for the good,
Only to be smacked down again and again.
The world that holds us is not as it once was.
Poverty of the soul,
Of humanity,
Of honour.
Death of Faith.
She cries out only to reach.
To be forgotten.
Yet in the darkness she rises.
Calling forth her children.
Not to fight in war,
to fight for what it right.
To speak softly with knowledge.
To whisper a revolution upon the lips.
Of those who know,
Those who care.
Tis time for us to stand,
To hear faiths call.
To live, to believe,
Not to fall.
To continue on,
Living life.
Whisper as if to shout,
Speak as if to change.
Hold fast to Faith,
For she shall nay let you down.
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