Saviors

I was to busy trying to save the world I lost myself. I traveled many miles of the dark side of humanity, looking for the beauty in torturous ways. I have seen mad men on soap boxes claiming to be the voice of God, as time stood still. The rapture carried my eyes beyond all the waste tangled in this illusion. Diluted by political agendas and apathy of its people's. The new poison intoxicated the fresh blood seeping into minds of the youth, a nasty new...degeneration.