The clock ticks down
Slow, and agonizing
Rhythmic as a heartbeat
Beating, and blowing.
There are no words
For the obvious
Useless against the sun
Broiling our skin.
But still we watch
And still we wonder
At incredible monotony
And horrific savagery.
What will it take
To wake up the sleeping?
And what will it matter?
If no one will act.
The march uphill
Took forever
But oh how fast
We have fallen
Halfway down and dead.
Evil rages
And evil kills
Joyful, remorseless,
Demonic, and ghastly.
Easily stopped
And easily destroyed
If only the good would awaken
And do what it must.
A world of fools
And deceitful liars
Have done what they will
Opening the door
And running away.
Watch them now
And look in their eyes
Nothing but a vacuum
Dumb and dead.
This is theirs
Now let them have it
Intentional, predictable,
Silent, and sad.
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