Ask

Death, common death. Hope, in this night. Tonight we won’t get another chance. Centuries are wasteful. The skies will be burned, but our seeds will reborn, everything we have created. We will fight again, in other bodies. We will never come down. We will disagree, oppose, all of this. We don’t agree, we never agree, but there’s no scape. I don’t trust the false words the bible says. I will recover and get above someday. I will revenge. Things are undone. I wouldn’t ask for it. I’m revolted. I wouldn’t ask to be reborn. I wouldn’t ask to have doubts. I will revenge. When the spirit comes to earth, when the soul never dies. When the spirit denies to die, when I deny to exist. I will ask and not find the answer. I will ask for your gold reason. Can you justify? The world isn’t in my hands. That blue glob.