If yesterday is any indication of the things to come, perhaps it’s better to drive on blind.
Unknowing how much further there is to go, seeing nothing may mean more than seeing a goal too far to reach.
The world of man was built by her own two hands, with no finish line in sight:
Let those hands decide when her work is done.
Music begets harmony, which was born to soothe the soul.
Deafness permits different shades of theology to stain the spirit,
And sick men war over the use of its chroma,
murdering in the name of their hue over an ignorant differing appreciation of art.
Colorblind acceptance is key.
That a person can have so much that staying alive is no longer a priority is a shame.
Instead of listening, leaders’ predication of their own views becomes paramount.
Views that have never seen what I have seen, or what you have seen.
Leaders speaking over the needs of their people to assert their own will never be able to hear the knell of the funeral procession as it approaches.
Every soldier knows the will to live is better than being willing to die.
The will to live is what brings them home, and battles are not won by the dead.
But leaders, and people, live on in complacency,
Taking for granted others will die for their convenience.