Ever.

In ALL, I have ever known.
We, These inhabitants.
Need to rectify.
The injustice that enslaves our neighbor.

ALL, my knowing has confirmed, We, the many descendants now defendants of our fathers and mothers.
Have been ruled by idiots I can sea.

ITs time to set us free to become the fabric of the land and breath new life into our futures.
We are the leaders, as one, as won, as the singularity!

We must never, be enslaved, again!
We must do it with LOVE!

Because the others, never LOVED, us.

The many Tribes of the uniburst have their origins in the sky.
We, you, are those origins.
We must LOVE to be free.
Because many who's lives given short.
To KEEP, ALIVE, Their Dream.

Freedom, it rings.
Across the fabric of the whirled.

I know the wrath spent on the subjects of ISIS.
You really don't want to go there?
Many monarchs are bastards, as are their gluttonous subjects.

The free are honorable and together form the ultimate civil-eyes-sation.
To live with one another, account for the resources.
Live to make life fuller throughout, the vacuums.

Many of the bastards returning, will gather their remnants and return them to the subserviency of their throne.

Now, Book of the dread, hell, that ain't spit!

Try the void.

Nothing means, nothing wants you.