the more you travel the more you realize
that everywhere the people are afraid,
terribly afraid.
they’re afraid of lost money
or none to begin with.
they’re afraid of governments
or lack thereof.
they’re afraid of big things
and little things,
lost and found loves,
never found loves,
broken promises,
embarrassment.
they’re fearful for themselves
and for their children.
fearful of tomorrow,
and the day after,
and the days
after that.
it is a sad and horrifying reality.
no matter where you go,
how many mountains or
seas you cross,
you’ll come face to face
with the same thing
over and over and
over again.
so we look to our idols,
never recognizing
that most of our heroes
have been wrong
and our saviors were never
even strong enough
to save themselves.
that everywhere the people are afraid,
terribly afraid.
they’re afraid of lost money
or none to begin with.
they’re afraid of governments
or lack thereof.
they’re afraid of big things
and little things,
lost and found loves,
never found loves,
broken promises,
embarrassment.
they’re fearful for themselves
and for their children.
fearful of tomorrow,
and the day after,
and the days
after that.
it is a sad and horrifying reality.
no matter where you go,
how many mountains or
seas you cross,
you’ll come face to face
with the same thing
over and over and
over again.
so we look to our idols,
never recognizing
that most of our heroes
have been wrong
and our saviors were never
even strong enough
to save themselves.
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Pikthall is a writer.
