how did it come to this?
in a million years from now, when our material bodies have long decomposed and our souls are but dust in the wind, it is our ideals that will still keep us alive. our voices that still ring in the ears of the others that will come after us, our thoughts that will echo through their heads.
sadly, they are being stifled by the very ones who thought they were helping.
the hand that brings the pillow down to our faces is that same hand that once fed and bathed us, that same hand that once guided us through our very first steps.
when we lose our voices, do we lose our souls?
in a million years from now, when our material bodies have long decomposed and our souls are but dust in the wind, we would become nothing.
