Before the sea swallows the land
like a beast downing a sheep..
And before the sky falls
and covers all below
in blankets of fire like
children being tucked in
for the final time….
Let it be know that we tried.
We were cast aside,
and prodded to go else were
like cows to their slaughter.
We where the hopeful ones
among the hopeless.
We fought with words instead
of swords, and we shielded
our selves with faith, and not gold.
We placed our comfort in our back pockets.
Stitched on our sleeves our are beliefs.
We where the ones who had
seen what the world had to offer and
denied it the pleasure of devouring us.
Lost, but not in darkness,
we emerged a people of freedom.
We where the lighthouses guiding ships
back from the sea.
We where warned of the destruction.