Freewrite

Crisis. What is life?


We are family. Through fire and blood, we scream for freedom. Caged and barred in. Power drops bombs on brotherhood. Run, move, or be

destroyed. Look through the window at the dark, twisted world. We are the grains of rice, all in one bowl. Look past the pain. Failure and loss

carry us on shoulders of ash. This is unfair. But there's nothing we can do. To fight back with violence, is to be defeated. To fight back with

love, only then are we victors. Life is devastating. Accept the hard times. Never will we give in to being slaved by the fear the world shows. Hold

hands and eventually overpower.