Here I sit
Alone among the countless
Here I brood
Surveying land, sea, and mountain;
A world once rich
Once flowing with milk and honey
A world in ashes
Hell destined on the trail of money;
And for what?
What did this journey gain?
You make of yourselves a greedy slut
Your surround yourself in fire and pain;
Your excuses and values hold no weight
Your lessons and experiences learned far too late
Your determination to rape your own fate
For now you are the focus and essence of my hate