Like a raging storm, it comes brooding with darkness and light
Suffocating any hope left in our hearts to continue living
And yet again,selling to us hope at the cost of many lives.
Sadly, it seems to be the normal order of the ages
It sometimes feels like it has been programmed to happen
And another time, like a glitch in the working patterns of life itself.
At the same time, the progressive occurrence of the same events appears best
in our minds to be a loop in the timeline.
In the end, we realize that it actually is people selling people out of greed and fear
Conspiracies hatching under the brooder of wickedness and powers.
We're then left to die at the mercy of our own desperation and pain.
God seem like the loving one to pin the blame on.
As some got to dine at Anubis and Hades' party
Others only saw a tunnel with light at the end and followed it.
Death falling on us like an enormous banner
Tearing down every pigment of innocence
And proving to us our naive minds
What more should we expect?
The heathen asked
We have figured it out
Standing strong again in his philosophies
Because they obtained the cure for business
Forgetting the assistance of divinity they sought before
When all intellect began to sing songs of failure
They fell to their knees to pray.
This seem to be a plague that appears continuously without end
Physically
Spiritually
Pschologically
Socially
Darkness and light are such strange brothers
They are at loggerheads in love
Reaching out to each other without moving their lips.
Maybe this puzzle of plagues are judgments from God
May be Not
Perhaps even a sign to the end.
Perhaps Not.
Reviewed by El Roi
on
April 14, 2020
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