And you can try to wash it away, but no water is holy enough for such a task. Bathe us in your glory but I promise you peace will not come. We will drown in the misery. A sacrifice to God. A sacrifice for pain and for the world’s lack of love. On the day of our rebirth, then and only then will I rejoice. I will fall to my knees and thank the lord for our safe return. But for now there is no joy. no freedom. Only gasping for air while choking on the anguish.
When our eyes reopen we will finally be, free at last.