We are survivors

The month of December is almost near. The year will be over. A new beginning to endless encounters. Or is it just the end? For over one-hundred years, a good thing. Will it continue and thrive again into the new year? What will become of the soul survivors? Many have already lined up other happenings. Some have no future. It is really sad when you think about it. Trying to keep faith is just too hard to do. Especially, when its not in your hands. Maybe its time to just say goodbye. No one really knows the truth, and if they do, are they really telling? Perhaps they just save it for themselves, is what the story that goes around. Can you really blame them? Its a war out there, where no one cares about anyone except themselves. Oh, I suppose they might shed a tear, feelings. They will give a little to show, that they are somewhat human, but not enough to think that you are worthy of anything. It is they that have complete control. And they know it. And they like it that way. But for how long will they have it? How long can they survive with the guilt? The guilt that knowing thousands were put on the street. That they put there. Eventually, things turn around. Are they strong enough to survive an attack? Are they stong enough? They need to get to the bottom to truely understand the makings. To understand the history. To understand Life. To understand Death. They need to be loved just as equal as the rest of us. Because it is they that have the toughest job of them all.