Cattle

Revolution is a stony hill.

Cattle

by DC

I suppose that meekness overshadows the solitude of life.

If one tears to be and mocks the beholder of good kin,

Wouldn't it be a reasonable cause applaud by favorable truth?

To kill someone out of passion with no reluctance on the being,

To be able to give the gift of the unpleasured and opressed,

To change the world with sheer power and lethality of the opposing ones.

If the monstrous ghast overshadow the fervent cain,

Couldn't be that the monster reeks faster than moral thinking?

That we are all just reluctant people who seeks sanity on choosing good will.