I wouldn’t let them rush in, as my heart cannot reason The proliferation of change threatens to ravage tranquility Only apathy towards the reckless manifestations It is dreadful standing near the crumbling precipice Chaos pushes hard, unsettles the foothold Emerges that space, uncomfortably whimsical about life No promises to the fearful one; only panic amidst cheer Lusty eyes and satanic intent carry forward the reality … Continue reading Resistance