They be fear mongering
They be shivering with dread
They be life rejecting
The abyss, they warn, is ahead.
So we be virtue signaling,
Barking like dogs at each other.
We be empathy killing
Behind the excuse of saving a brother.
And we clapped at 7 p.m.
But the truth is stranger than fiction.
And the future is brighter than light.
We just need to go through the breakdown.
To then harvest the day that comes after Night.
donika emille 