Driven speechless
in a time when
silence will not do.
Fabric of reality parts.
Devils stalk the earth
prolonging violence.
What is one more voice
to the cacophony of rage
when those that need to hear
refuse to listen?
Impotently calling the truth lies.
Only believing false realities.
Words are wasted
on those who do not
have ears to hear.
Where we go
forever a mystery.
Yet here we are.
Marching on freedom’s road.
Enduring one more battle
with the hope that tomorrow’s morning
is the one where the sun shines.
David Huzzard Writes 