Nuclear
Lest We Forget …
One day it will all crumble and we’ll be left to rot
under the rubble after the stone walls tumble down upon us.
Years of luxury will be replaced with years of agony
and surely, all we hold dear shall be lost.
Our homes, our cars, our fences, our accessories, our money,
and ultimately, our beloved will all wither away into the pages
of a history we are imminently doomed to repeat -
lest we forget.
But it is too late; we’ve already forgotten.
The early morning coffee runs,
the cafe brunches, the jog in the park, the memorable midnight strolls down the avenue, and all
the leisure we take for granted
will be gone, along with us.
The survivors can only wait to die,
and mayhap wish it upon themselves in place of the terror that grates whatever shred of
humanity left in them.
It be then and only then that they will real what they have sown;
but it will be too late.
Decades of neglect; generations of ignorant youth eagerly chasing empty dreams of success and bliss
whilst failing to open their eyes to the horror of their fellow man only a couple of oceans away
shall see with their own eyes and at the cost of their blood the evil wrought by the neglect.
Just as children are murdered in cold blood at the hands of the oppressors for no reason other
than being a burden to their devilish agenda, and as an act of subjugation, so too shall their
children, innocent, and in retrospect, more fortunate, die and face the darkness brought upon us.
They will be forced from their homes, have their wealth and assets frozen, and left good for dead.
The hypocrisy will come to an end and every man, woman, and child will finally lay to rest the age old question: are we free?
No. We are not free.
Not in this world nor in this life.
We may have once been free,
But we sold our freedom for comfort and safety.
It was a bad deal,
And now the time has come to pay the piper.
There will be no safety nor any comfort.
Only death could free us from oppression
and only death can deliver us from evil.
But for those who believe in the spirit of good and what it means to be a true man and woman,
death will not come easy.
It is to be vanguarded by destruction and devastation.
Evil will come to vanquish all that is good until there is not a seed of humanity left on this good earth.
The earth is good and deep inside his heart, though he thinks it not to be true, man is good.
And as certain as death is so too is it certain that a freeman dies standing.
Only slaves kneel; no man is worthy of being bowed to.
All men are equal.
We are born into this world by way of our mother’s womb and we all die;
Thereafter, being covered by the dirt of our graves where we are to laid to rot and become the fare of the underground.
We are but dust, ready to dry up and burn.
Life is but a short-lived enjoyment -
One we enjoy so much that we develop enough conceit to think for a moment who has a right to it.
All the years of ignorance and arrogance, wrongdoing and prejudice, and complacency and neglect will come falling down on us.
Our world will burn into oblivion, setting fire to the rain and leaving us with no other option but to burn.
So as we go about our lives, meandering through the chaos of the world we helped create,
Take a moment to stop and heed the whispers of the wind:
Yesterday we were born.
Tomorrow we shall die.
But today, we will live.
Let us not be amongst the lost who neglect the lessons of yesterday and do not seize the day.
For lest we forget,
tomorrow shall be the day of our reckoning.
by Mensur Gjonbalaj
July 13, 2014
