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Author: Crim Montello Silverstein
Fiction Rated: T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Published: 08-16-08 - Updated: 08-16-08 - Complete - id:2560108

Grey clouds hang low

Warm air turns freezing

Rain drops falling by the second now

As Thunder echoes across the land

Little children run and hide

Windows glowing in the dark

Embers burn softly nesting in the fire place

Deathly pale faces stare out into the storm

Only to see monsters reflected back

False prophets explore the world looking for new victims

True believers search for hope

Innocent children let loose imagination

Elders notice their reality falling to pieces

Untold horrors lie ahead

And we finally realize we are not alone on this earth

Always changing ever growing population

Every day's another war

Both at home and a far

People at war with themselves often use psychological warfare tactics

Fear and hate ravage the land

Tortured people left with devastating losses

Just another day gone by

Pain and suffering now part of our every day life

Smiles once so pure, full of innocence, now used to hide peoples true feelings

Every day prayers of hope and peace go unheard

Stories of heroes get past down from generation to generation

Heroic adventures retold again and again

Children filling with false hopes and a false sense of security

There's no hero, no savior this time

Over run by panic and chaos

Reason & logic give way to instincts

Famine, death, violence, creativity and anger break out in every direction

Man kind, what we once were, is no longer

We have become something inexplicable

We have been refined into something inhuman and animal like

What was, is no longer

What is, will not survive

This is the life and these are the times

A state of emergency is issued but it's too late

We're too far gone to be saved

Pulse pounding, heart beat racing, lungs about to explode, organs on the verge of shutting down

This is the time, this is the place

We are the fall of man kind

Diluted by our fantasies we begin losing hope, knowing this is our life

Grab my hand and hold on tight, don't forget to breath

Let what ever will come, come our way

We'll take it on together

We just might make it through

Me and you



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