Nevermore Will I Have An Understanding...

do you know the glorious?

do you know how they breathe and live?

the strict attention that they give toward their competition

is comparable to any dominant country that exists today

not allowing their alertness to be distracted while they take what they want

your actions are useless

the appalled know not to question or act out toward the glorious in a harmful manner

the result would be disastrous

either side you choose can be negative or positive

so the appalled walked away with their eyes closed and mouths gaping open

trying to take in each breath they can as they walk away

they never question them

they never think twice about it

and all we hear is his horn

you can hear him strain as the pitch retreats deeper into a gloom monotone note

there is a sudden silence which consumes the crowd

a second later faces start to grow old with age stress soaks eyes with a foggy coat of depression

lips wrinkled as the air grows bitterly cold

i am running, trying not to look back

leaping over fallen bodies and seeking shelter from this living hell