The Future Will Collides With Misguided Lifes

In the days before when the future will be denied
in the pain of those now defied by internal pride.
When the cold winds blow in the winter’s snow.
the breast of the dove will kiss the thermal flow.

Will we ever understand our hand in nature’s plan?
will it always be, the polluting of the land and sea

Yet here we are this very day, what more need I say
those who would deny will lie in what life truly means
Hearing the depth of the screams in declining dreams,
shaken to the core, never to return to what was before.

Testing wills, the blood to be spilled can’t be concealed death! truth with a chill! and the taste of that bitter pill.

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“Refusing to acknowledge your lack of will, thy own deception becomes our greatest ill, ensuring life will be unfulfilled, we will swallow that bitter pill”