I just wrote to tell you this;
I did just my very best
I went far but got stuck there
I picked up the pieces, I was your vigilant soldier
but the mass of the earth just weighed too heavily on me
How can truth be opinion?
How can fact be right and wrong?
The familiar turned strange, good and evil unhinged.
My utilitarian comfort unsettled
Consequentialist moral reasons categorically examined
Self-knowledge is a loss of innocence!
I heard your call to arms
set off the doomsday alarm,
but never heard back
So, I set out alone
I don't believe all I've been shown
A quest for truth and fact
I passed a desert town
Uninhabitable pastures of ash brown
Abandoned structures littered like an Aerstan scene
But then desperate people appeared
They had lived in constant drought for ten years
ever since pollution got the best of them -- wiped them clean
So, I thought "I'll take their curse away!
years
wrote
wrong
world
wrongs
weighed
vigilant
unsettled
uninhabitable
unhinged
truth
tradition
things
systems
sweet
stopped
still
someone
soldier
since
shown
stuck
right
restored
fails
there
drought
empty
drank
grave
scene
doomsday
accompany
desperate
global
jettison
desert
flourish
shoulders
outrun
depression
sleep
curse
earth
baggage
consciences
behind
coast
innocence
wanting
comfort
atlas
flood
breathe
nowhere
broken
appeared
along
problems
cannot
carry
affection
constant
remove
asking
their
strange
acceptance
picked
examined
abandoned
degrading
believe
removed
alarm
atrocities
brown
never
people
categorically
forever
moral
thought
future
alone
knowledge
opinion
greed
parts
quest
hades
handed
gravity
hatred
obsolete
trump
pollution
weight
begged
heard
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