Deep Thought

The thoughts of mankind is destruction to self As mankind made the self king above all Of destructive ways. Its not the purpose of its intended birth Yet, it's the mission unfolded incomplete To show not mankind's strong holds But merely mankind's weakness. For in its earthly demise like all other We hear silence, vultures waiting, again again Tears streaming, roaring, like wild rivers A vicious circle not learning a thing Arise those asleep, live if you can Awake to the sound deep within Rejoice to the Master of the Ages.