Waiting

I am waiting;

searching for truth,

reading the words of fools,

listening to the voices

of liars and thieves;

I see their agendas,

I expose their hypocrisy,

I understand their fears;

there is no love,

there is no pity,

there is only judgment,

there is only condemnation;

one more day,

one more minute,

one more breath,

passing by unnoticed,

unknown, unheard;

clarity has no meaning,

in this land gone mad,

insanity replaces greed,

truth does not

give up her secrets

without a fight;

we have consumed

all there is,

taken, until there is nothing

more to take,

stolen our

children’s legacy,

sold our grandchildren

to the highest bidder;

I live in a world

begging for redemption,

I live in a world

searching for truth,

I live in a world

dying in its own filth,

destroyed by its own wisdom,

caught up

in its own righteousness,

floating on its own

fantasy,

blinded by its own

darkness,

afraid of its own fear;

and still,

I wait.

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