Where Do We Stand Now - Until the End

These eyes

See truth

Through the lies

Through jealousy

We’re killing time

In the worst way

It’s not enough that the

Grave has been dug

The worst is that

We refuse to give in

I, still recall

When this was

Much more than a

Show of hands

There was a meaning

THere was a protest

There were ideas

That couldn’t exist outside

Of progress, and distress

Was our muse to create

A little hope

Without the fear of being rejected

Where do we stand now?