Where is the hope?
There is much confusion, much sin, much pain, wars, famine, plagues, death, mythical dragons that terrorize the lands. There is no conquering these great enemies. Who would dare to challenge such foes. The world is most assuredly cursed; but who, I wonder has brought about this seemingly unending curse. Is there no one, or no god that hears the cry of the people.
Wars and rumors of more wars. Genocide runs rampant, and no one gives an ear to stop such tragedies. Oh, but some conquerer comes and claims peace, but only after thousands, or tens of thousands, or millions more are slaughtered. And yet, this conquerer would dare to claim he has brought peace to the land. Thousands of widows, and orphans lay down their heads and cry as they wonder why they have no husband, father, grandfather. Yet some conquer would dare claim he has brought peace. Does not the sword only bring death; does the sword bring healing, or only death?
They are taken from their homes, and sold like chattel. The market ripe with buyers for the human product that they plan to use and reuse as they wish. Where is the one who would be justice to this great evil?
They tell us they are feeding the poor, yet the poor remain hungry. The wealthy lay in their comfort, and claim they have helped the famine.
A land so powerful, so wealthy that their pets are obese. The young boy who is so hungry he eats his beloved canine.
A land so wealthy it spends billions giving their poor the luxuries its culture has come to accept as a birthright.
When will the world be restored? Who dares to confront such atrocities? Is the no end?
