I had thoughts, ideas for this humanity
On her veil fell, the image is disturbed
This veil has become fog screaming in despair
Lost souls and those treacherous, all masked
This is going blind with the seed of doubt implanted
Who is that, who wants what is real and which simulates
There are those who have a story to tell, to share
He want to help other people become their guide
Then with time everything takes on a controlled magnitude
Truth becomes troublesome, the narrator is flanged
Deep in him revolt breath storm
The lack of understanding of each other's makes him crazy
He is chained to multiple slanderers and profiteers
Each one pulling his chains to fractionate the
His freedom was stolen, tiredness settled
He no longer knows to count on nor who is on his side
It is a loss of control that becomes identity disorder
A deep and violent desire to finally put an end to
A self-destruction in anticipation under the eyes of all
Those that know suffering but are powerless
None manage to reach him, he who believes not in anything anymore
Becomes deaf in turn blinded him by despair
Is to play against time to spare him nothingness
A countdown that attacks the heart rhythm
Yelling against the wind to not see it giving up
Attempt to restore their confidence and faith in the minority
This world is sometimes infamous and cruel to those who have a heart
And are relentless against those who have values and those who defend them
They exploit them, make silent, and the erase their footprints
This thirst for power attacks the best of us
It is an empathetic that prepares his rejoinder
He wants to meet the outrages and open the cage
To make a carnage at the height of his rage
All signs are present but do now
I can not and do not want to give up
Even alone I want to get there
Because when someone strong falls
Others follow and it is endless
Do not give up, you are not alone
This victory is for us
This victory will be for them !!!
Eve Gérard