Maybe behind this wall of torment and fear,
Lies a solemn escape with tremendous ease.
A place of tranquility and contentment,
So close to what you call a utopia.
You must conquer mountains and monsters,
To reach the so-called perfect destination.
Experience loss, sacrifice, thirst, and hunger.
Even lose your mind, so to speak.
Now, is it truly worth taking?
To tackle the road of uncertainty?
To fight against an invincible army?
To accept the quest for the future?
Thus, the vehement forces come in rallies,
Destined to take one step further.
On the other side are the ones with power,
Cross-legged, sitting inside their privileged offices.
They are growing bigger as they eat off from
The efforts of their very own people;
Like a lion munching some lone mammal
In a faraway deserted desert.
But this doesn’t cripple the voice
Of the generation with an oncoming success–
That is if they relentlessly strive and promise
To uphold their fight with conviction.
As long as the hourglass hasn’t been inverted yet,
Notwithstanding that time runs in a course,
There is still hope that we can reclaim
The future we once dreamed ourselves in.