"2009" - The Darkest Silhouette

What will happen when the world dies, I wonder.
When there is nothing left but our silhouettes,
to face abject unrealities we could not have imagined?

Will the world die without the scream of rebellion?
Will we wait until we are the cursed and the damned,
our vocal cords removed so that our masters need not
hear the bitter moans of pain as we are beaten into obedience;
To the new world order.

To the day which I hope will never come.

           "2009"  - The Darkest Silhouette