The Future
The years come and go. We do not count the years any more. The world is cold and a dieing breed. We follow a corrupted system people die of hunger. There is pain each day that passes us by. A priest comes by every day he puts the blood of the fallen ones on people’s foreheads. He tries to save us but where a dieing community. I watch from a far as people try to stay alive for another day. But in a world like this living isn’t very much a fun thing to do. Education doesn’t exist we live in a world of fear. We are told what to believe we are fed lies to keep us in line. I cannot breathe the air no more since its poison by the death of the working man. Today’s day was just a cold day. Food comes in and goes out baby’s cry mothers yell husbands fights who ever denies there ability to live. I cannot stand this world no longer. A time of the world a decision can not be made if you’re not free. Watch as the world fall.