The Way The World Chooses

Night has fallen
Equality has too
We decide it is time to go

One item, food, water
The woods awaits
We enter it
So cold and dreary

After a long walk we sleep
One stays awake to watch
In my head a dream plays
A dream about what has happen to those who got caught

It is dark and scary
Its is loud as words thunder off each other
At the same time everyone is quiet and stiff

There is no way to escape
Many of the people coming are revolting, but they will soon become silent

You are forced to work, and if you can’t you will never work again
It is called the final solution, but it is more like a continuous problem
You do not have the right to choose

but the world does
the world must choose either to make, change, to make it stop or see similar people to you and me have to say goodbye
Now that that is in the past it is up to us