Somewhere overhead. Distant thunder roars. The revolution has begun. The war to end all wars. . As I welcome death. I hear the battle cry. Bullets fall like fire.
Standing on the backs of angels. Destined to create. Mounting the attack. While heroes carry your weight. . We spiral towards disaster. Survival fading faster.
I never wanted to become. . Someone like him. So secure. Content to live each day. Just like the last. I was sure I knew that. This was not for me. And I wanted so much more.