~The Age of Existence~
When will this nation heal...
"THE AGE OF EXISTENCE"
How far will the soul travel to reach this same landscape,
does it glide through the solar system and slide on the milky way,
or tumble down the inner slopes of our own vanity.
How deep within the embankment must we excavate
to restructure the surface of our own density,
permanently eradicating our proclivity.
Do we leave footnotes in the corners of our words or, tie false hope on the fleet of humming birds, as they soar across eternity and spread our discord?
How long will we grapple at the horrors we see, lounge beneath a turbulent breeze, will we peal off the outer layer of our virulent personalities, or fade away obliviously?
Will my heart ever again feel melodic sounds accompanied by mellow tunes or, will that be disseminated too?
I long to remember what life was like outside a catacomb, I long to feel the joy of being alive within the confounds of my own home.
I long to take a walk along a sandy beach as night falls and embraces the galaxy, taste the sweetness of a pomegranate, while absorbing all God's beauty of infinity.
But most of all, I long for this nation to be free, free of racism, hatred, bigotry, free of injustice, and inequality, I long for us to find genuine, unadulterated peace.