To my world? Where are the once glistening tarmacs that lay claim to buildings and heritage, that bore the name of a street, a city's fortress, or an honorific historic leader? They lay crushed beneath ten thousands of feet, who has lost their way to peace, even more so, doused in oil to enrage fires that burn and raze, and filled with the wrath of ignorance of people who care not that their actions have created a world of disorder.
The chants are loud and clear, they break walls that once stood the ire of thunder. Don't you think the crushing of your feet were heard when you first took to the streets, for rampage and clear violation of laws that had the world once in order has now been broken into fragments and treated with disdain.
What have you done?
Did you ask for permission from me to destroy peace, the right of all humans? What about the innocent bystander who want nothing to do with you? What about them who want to live? Why have you been misled by people who love violence? Have you achieved your goal?
Now that your actions have ruined majestic cities, homes that sheltered families, drained the finances of the elite, and even yours for that matter, and killed dreams of children, are you happy that you have created the monster that lurked unseen - the war unspoken and dreaded by all peace loving peoples?
So more and more reasons abound, they rise as if it's your right to disrupt the world any way you want. So what about us children, the little infants who are displaced because of you? Where do they go for safety or find comfort they once had in their homes. Where do they find their next meal? Have you had yours while you trampled?
What have you done to this world? You have treated it with such contempt that you have lost your soul.
-Children of the Future-
