journies of hope

and it is easy to lose sight in this quest
for the road is long and, already,
we are spent.

but life has brought us here for a reason.
there is purpose behind our ability to see, so clearly.

at times, the pain of vision can be too much
for always we see the discrepancy
the, disturbance,
that is too much.

so deeply it penetrates to our very core
absorbing us 'til we can't take any more.

and here is where we break
free
from the
containment

unisolated, entirely.

and this is where the pain becomes too great
because, suddenly, here we are one with every thing

we bare witness,
moment after beautiful moment,
the degradation
of humanity's spirit

We see her falling, crawling, stumbling, drowning...
seeking escape with no way out.

And we are lost in this darkness that breaks our heart.

And here hate takes hold.
Followed by, anger
and, how could it not?
There is so much that has been taken from us.

in this rage we have two choices :
to be the same, or,
to be the change :
the light that carries onward.

due to the weight of this hardship,
the burden that must always be sustained,
few can make the commitment.
most, flounder.
and for them we learn : patience.

for we are strong, us, chosen ones,
to bare the heart of humanity

for all
through all

and together
we will
rise up