The Winnowing

a world crisis. an oblivious propaganda.
a war that was suppose to have been over with,
but even the fire dies before the smoke.
there are no more sapiens,
only possesed beings runned by fear,
chasing chemicals with the stars,
but they weren’t really running at all.
all along,
the beings had been chasing their humanity.
for the deadly sins that were competed
during the darkest times,
there was a punishment that canceled out time.
extinction.
death.
there will be no more wars,
no more sacrifices,
if humans no longer existed.
if there is bloodshed,
if there is fear of the unknowing
then Godspeed the children of night
for a new dawn is born.

- the winnowing