Imagine a space of nothingness
Like a long sleep without dreams
Devoid of recollection
A moment of absolute peace
Yet ironically you’re unable to experience it
Such a splendor
A bright though also dark moment
Even so you wouldn’t know right?
So which should be perceived
Is this what war is fought for?
Religion and exploration?
Are they for naught or pure curiosity?
This blood-soaked earth is all that remains
A past that will be blanketed in silence
Along with our consciousness
Or a long ascending message of warning
So that if we do descend into a darkness
A message has at least been passed to warn a silly world
Bent on repeating itself
Do we as people feel in sync to this land?
Can we consider our planet a whole?
Maybe the world just needs that moment of blissful silence.
