post insanity.

we will all moan in silence, we will all cry for the fallen, we will all sit up and read to the sicken, we shall only go on with your permission. we tried to hope what was not forgiven, but end up getting ahead of our children. we all had a dream once when we were younger, but now only fragments of it seems to linger. that was just a desire, which makes us all today a liar. we pray hard to forget what we have acquired, but you seem to me like you are just like one or another. we have gone way pass our beloved, to say we all had tried our hardest. but what is trying when we just stop going forward, when all our passion all stands bewildered. to a promise that shall never be broken, let the dream now awaken. stand tall for all the broken, and we shall act with hopes now rekindled.