The stakes have been raised.
It is now or too late.
This is no crossroad.
It is a checkpoint in life.
No turning.
No diversion.
No returning.
Surely…
Slowly…
Certainly…
The decisions for our everyday
Are made by others.
They are just implemented
By our daily actions.
Peace one day
Has become a myth
A fable told to excite
The brains of the youngsters.
Life is a rollercoaster
And I pray you are not enjoying the ride.
Because you must be prepared
For the afterlife.
Its worse.
The world is sick.
We hope for good news
Yet spread the bad faster.
We pray for the best
Yet orchestrate our worst.
Surely
The stakes have been raised.
And mistakes are being made.
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