Perseverance(Revised) Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

In the wake this storm I see nothing but suffering.
It's gods punishment to the foolish man who think nothing can touch them.
Among the immortals.
Playing games with millions of lives.
Just another number in this world.
Just another person.
I just cant take it no more.
Time to bring down the monument.
Time to tear that fancy little mansion that your always held up in.
I want you look into this child's eyes explain to him why we have to suffer, while you live the good life.
Whats makes you so god damn special?
Is it money, power, or just plain ignorance?
We are the people.
We built it, and we can take it away.
Just take it all away.
March up to your front door light a match, touch a cocktail, throw it, and watch it all burn.
Call it crime if you want.
But it most certainly won't bring it back anymore then we will get any richer.
So what's the point you may ask?
Someone will just take your place.
It's for the greater substance of society.
It's to point out were not dead or broken.
Battered and beaten just maybe.
But it won't stop us now.
No let perseverance sit in our hearts and stew.
This is the true power.
Just look at it in all it's splendor.
It's within me.
It's in you.
Waiting.
Sustaining life as we know it.
And the more were punished the stronger it gets.