The day was slow and solemn. I woke to the sound of rain ushered by a gust, carelessly shattering the raindrops on anything it pleased. Remorselessly it came and went and did as it pleased to rain and tree alike.
Upon the shoulders of Gods came man to the world.
Nurtured by nature and hardship, and inspired by acts and deeds of those far greater, he poured his being to grow.
And grow he did in words then deeds, in bravery and stoic form.
A stand must be made, to face the corrupt
The right and the wrong, the us and the them
When neither will bend, so will violence erupt.
Stare upon your life and know that all parts of it came from one thing.
Were it not for the fact that life is simple, users, usurpers and vultures of all kinds would have nothing with which to act.