Ni el gato se enterara

Wake up!

Get in touch with reality and weep
Clean your heads

take fresh air

you are in this whether you want to or not

destruction is coming

no matter what you do

it will come

it will start in the outskirts

and soon will spread like disease
affecting all the states surrounding you

arriving at your home

taking you and your loved ones hostages

wake up, I say!

Weep like a young virgin dressed in black,

mourning the loss of her fiancé

you will think you have gone color blind;

grass will lose its green pasture color

trees won't stand up tall and brown

flowers won't flourish with kindness and sweet colors

the animals won't follow the food chain

there will disorganization where you look

your property will be dull and empty

everything gray and black

the sun won't shine in the day

neither will the moon be your companion at night

darkness will fill every inch of space

it will invade your house, your most private moment

those that were playing house and dolls

pretending to be so called priests and holy

those who knew the "sacred word" inside and out

will scream from fear

but their cries will reach deaf ears

for their instructions and enlightenment

were all empty with no true guidance from above

just misguided, selfish, supercilious thoughts;

just echoes off their hearts.

No one gets to flee from this,

everyone will see this,

but few will notice it

for this will creep in like the sun's rays through your window in the morning

It won't be slapped upon your face,

it won't burn and there won't be alarms warning you of this

but it will be like a cancerous tumor

growing inside you, little by little

no PET or MRI scans will pick it up

soon almost every person will have the same side-effects

it will continue to grow with no one and nothing stopping it

it will be normal, it will be the way to live

it will be the way people are, the way the world has changed.

No one will ask for a cure,

for its no longer a cancerous tumor

it's just part of the human body, it's part of us all.

no questions asked, no questions to answer

those few that will speak and ask how to fix this disease will be looked at as demented

shut off from the "community", put on the "untouchable" list

no one will speak to them, no one will hear them

these few misfits will see how everyone dies off silently around them

and no one wonders when was it that our eyes got used to living in the dark,

how there's nothing beating in their left breast,

how the blood that once fervently flowed inside our bodies

no longer makes us alive.
No one will notice that

man and freedom are two words

that are extinct. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFLGiM9p9UE The Gift- Javier Alonso

Inspired by Joel