Long has been the ways of man to think of invincibility across the land.
Disease and plagues run in our midst while life marches on bit by bit.
Our folly stands firm and proud while all around the fallen scream aloud.
Night time falls as we lay our heads all safe from danger in our beds.
Demons dance and howl beyond what our minds convinced doesn’t belong.
Ravaged still in sleepless dreams the monsters of our own conceived.
The whispers come to rattle our soul to the mayhem we caused for lack of control. They’re coming for you can you not see?
Death and destruction your legacy.
-I- Izzy Van Reign -I- Community Member 
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