The world has become numb
The human forms which roam here no more ooze blood
Intense exasperation evaporates from the blood-red sea
Trepidation sometimes shakes the land…
Love no more lives here.
Hallucination is what I see everyday..
No dream to share
The skeleton in my eyes asks itself
“Why are you alive and dare to stare”
I fail to retort upon this sincere audacity
The fire in me is pale and cold
I need some hope to brighten the light
I must stand for what is right.