If I Be The Last

The Dark dove continues it's coup of coos. Pointing out fundamental flaws in anyone with an ego big enough to squash the humble and do that they do. They are rats possessed of little or no remorse. Just a dedication to the rat race that would make death wait while the paradigm squeezes one more dollar from their wretched souls. Just an overwhelming devotion to track that cheddar. To get on hands and knees and get pleased by that cheese. Screw that little guy. Laugh in the face of injustice. Mock the maltreated. Scoff at the subjugated. Ridicule the repressed.
Enslave the enlightened.
The Gurus of Globalcide glibly gloat, gladly glorify every horrifying moment the humblest of us endure. The disease with no cure. A Dystopian Dilemma of such Degree it frightens every free spirit left that believe they are bereft of our right to live in peace. Our fight need not increase our strife is not a lease on life that anyone can anymore afford. If everyone feels a need to even every score we'd all be waging war after war. Time after Time.

The Dark Dove whispers in my mind,

"Is this, worth it? Are we, worth it? "

and I answer,

"Only one of us has to believe so. And if I be the Last one. Then So be it. For I may bleed but I will never concede"