Equilibrium

I see the hardship within the writing. The doubt spread across the canvas. An underestimated voice projected on the big screen. Rejected ideas manufactured into symbols. I see beneath it all.

I see a movement popularized by insecure people. The justification of one's self-worth by destroying another’s dream. Yesterday's power of motivation is tomorrow's cruelty to the new generation.

Have we come so far to learn so little? To punish victims of their own creativity. Ridiculing creators for their freedom of expression. Changing their ideas and beliefs to suit one's acceptance. Recurring witch hunts seem all too familiar.

Our focus is condemning the very fabric of our nation. While we continue to overlook the horrific nightmares that still haunt not only our nation but the world itself. People crucified for their beliefs while we blindly accept lies from the wolf hidden amongst the sheep. Lies are far easier to say than the truth itself. I guess so are believing them too.

Where two great minds think alike. Those two people are far from the same. As we blindly follow the executions leading from one home to another, we will soon see the terrifying outcome that was once projected onto the big screen.

A world of no emotion. No self-thought uncensored. Artwork and history destroyed from time. A human race controlled like drones. No more appreciation for life. No more beauty to be seen. No more sonnets written by poets. Just hard labor and death. Having children was once a dream. Now, I fear the thought of bringing a child into this world. Thank you humanity. My dreams are no more. Just like the human race.