"It Has Begun"

The touch of this devious finger,

has driven away the beautiful sunset,

and ignited an invinsible fire,

lighting its way through our forests.

The poison has begun to spread,

tearing through the innocet minds

of our generation's children.

 

How can we stop it?

 

Must we cut that finger at the knuckle?

Weild a knife and saw furiously to the bone?

 

Or must we endure the poison?

And all those who survive may conquer the

New World.