The Seeds they have sewn We are- expected to reap... Conditioned to drag our fingers through The fucking soil, Hands caked black with dirt of a ground Long made sour By a disease of the generations That came before us. Whose fear and hatred becomes a sickness That the youth will harvest As the old guards stand As monuments to those who refused to fight. A crushed dreams eulogy For those around me Who bury their chins Into their chests as They march into the heart of darkness... One by One. (As Another) Failure breeds Failure. I wont go- I reject, I deny, I refuse, I will bring forth Sharpened steel to the rotting bark, Bring forth the the flames of A thousand torches To uproot the orchards and set the fields on fire. Failure breeds failure... No more.