Path to the Guardians of Salvation

In youth,

we have a universal understanding of nothing.

We carry the beliefs of our parents

and those before them.

We've become displaced;

an awkward dance of offbeat footwork.

These half witted epiphanies

of self realizations are but

mere glimpses at the truths we neglect to see.

Our lives have become

about everything except living.

Yet we're content with traffic

and the five o'clock news.

The struggles of self discovery

have been replaced by

convenient typecasts of who we ought to be.

And though I am not alone

in the journey of self discovery;

I am alone.

Gone are the companions of truth,

and the women behind

all revolutions.

Despite the long path ahead of me,

I will persevere.

Possessed by the spirit of warriors past

and the promise of change,

we will prevail.

At dawn I will call out

my battle cry of revolution

and continue into the abyss,

until my restless soul no longer wanders.

Until we may finally be at peace,

with our true guardians.

Until we will be at peace,

with ourselves.