Vast torrid open plain filled with agony and pain
Countless interrupters casting blame
Which side are you on?
Which side is right?
Futile, pathetic fight raging on into eternity
While indescribable elements of prophetic waste seep and valiant ideologies are cast away
The field builds with waste and despair
The birds swirl in the air
And nobody cares.
Suggestions and chasms.. fairness?
The closer things get, the further away they become
Speak when spoken to, opine when necessary, and mind yourself
Certain doom awaits because inevitably we are flightless.
Created to create. Given options to give. Freedom to be free.
But. Unable to appreciate and be content.
Want and greed and fear.
The end is near.
And the birds swirl in the air...
And nobody cares
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