Betrayal, lies, deceit, and ambition covers the mind inside the mist. A deep grotesque fog in which by naked eye I cannot see. Solidarity lies beyond mind, body, soul, and spirit but due to outside animosity creates hostility upon the outlook we come to a crossroad in time.

Continuously encountering adversary and obstacles alike to bring a more promising virtue. Yet the brawn of the fog swallows the will to fight more and more until were down to our last. We struggle greatly to build momentum and overcome such puissance to reach that break-threw.

We devise blueprints to block-out and scale every wall of illusion that the ones who don't help us in our time of need, the very ones whom we call friend, turn their backs and force us to turn ours and deal with the situation.

But in due time the delicate flower known as LIFE, itself, begins to shed tears because of the mere reality in which the ancestry and present have come to be. Every individual who has paved the way for us to live in this society, we in our own judgment bash and fault the history and similarity but it has scarcely driven us to live n greed. Instead we must show and give thanks that we are given another day to draw breath this is the true element of humanity.