Some day I will write....again

When the world has gone black and the devils on your back. There's no where to turn and worlds are going to burn and the sun is gone and the moon shines on and everything is dark and people walk with their shoes inside out and that place that was once happy is now sad. when you live in a world f hypocrisy and you cant find your democracy and that title that was given seems to have lost its meaning and that pat on the back seems like a knife in your side and the world you once saw has lost its draw and the place that you live isnt a place after all. The illusion you seek only makes you weak. On the day you were born you were given a decision and you lost your way through the sickness and decay. Can you come out on top when your down at the bottom. does your body go on when your mind has forgotten. Do you feel the speed of a generation of greed can you fill the holes that pollute your soul. did you become blind in your quest for perfection or did just question your reasons for discretion. And as you sit do you wish you were once where you were when you had just begun. Can your mind handle the tradegy of living that calamity. do you rush rush till its all a bust did you steal the wheel to turn the tide of your infinite demise or did you finally get what was wrong and not right. Today my friends is the day of light. refresh the mind embrace your soul see the toll your body has taken to find the foresaken. can you relate to a world held hostage by hate or do you just sit and wait till its staring at you from your dinner plate. When does it end your apathy when your only care is geography. do you believe with the believers, the changers, the thinkers, the seers, the doers, not the takers, the shakers, the money makers. embrace the poets, the writers, artists, the music, and feel the revolution of a world asleep and a nation under a spell of destruction and hate dont lie down with a dog to wake up with fleas. Dont roll over till its up to your knees. patience is a virtue but apathy is a trait. So wake up to a notion that you drank some strange potion your asleep at the wheel with the devil driving and his shape may fool you he could be a politcian just dont give in to that rendition and turn to watch the light come on and the hour still and that is all I can say about letting the wrongers be right.