"Consideration of the Forsworn"

"Consideration of the Forsworn"

That hateful, dreadful thing that we hate to admit exists,

Is it really there?

It is witnessed by all, in a way, shape or form

but we decide to just sit there and stare

Are we doing enough in this world of ours

To support the human race?

Can we have the courage, the generosity,

To look upon this needy face?

When will we realize, life's not worth living

Without a worthy and noble cause?

Whether young or old, new or broken

Why can't we just stop all and pause?

All or deepest problems and needs

May never come close to amount

The terror and hate these people recive

What can life be about?

Without a meaning, just lingering there

Trying to find your place

Just knowing when you wake to 'morn's bright shine

You are still in the same bad case

Our mothers scold us, our brothers tease us

Yet we still know deep down there's love

But out on the streets, with little to eat

Hearts are less like our dove*

When laws may run few, but still you obey

The harsh tyrant known as fate

There may be light, there may be hope

Beyond all of this misery and hate

God lends a hand, you may turn him down,

for thoughts and material possessions

But deep down inside, you love him to

But we take from temptations' concessions

Why can't we go back, when man was yet new

And stop our lady** from choosing horribly so?

For if sin was no more, temptations won't prosper,

And our real families' futures will seem to glow

What in our hearts, do we hold steadfast to,

Technology and other things great?

Imagine a world, where everyone mattered,

A world without misery and hate

Through trial and error***, yet nothing earned

But violence and bloodshed galore

At our final confrontation with the Lord himself,

Will we now look at this face in which we bore

Our message of hate, disgust and more?

Will we find our Heaven, on this day's last stand

Or be forced to forever be expelled

We know what we want, life everlasting,

But may achieve this only in Hell

Today's a new day, protest no longer so,

For soon it may be too late

Our brothers are in need; in need of advocacy

Act now or be forced to this fate

*our dove-Jesus, or light

**our lady-Eve, who created sin by stealing the apple

***through trial and error- communism failing many times before and

resulting in wars

[Attached: "Wating on the World To Change"-John Mayer]

Mitchel Clow, section 4