We know the end all to well

  • There is something happenig in the world
    What it is we are still unsure
    Changes are in the wind that blows
    As the tides move in and out of war

    Confused we are in the darkness
    Afraid of what could lurk
    Despite our uncertainty of what is to come
    We know the end all to well

    There is not much more we can do…
    Accepting is out greatest weapon
    As the world is consumed by hate.
    We can only try to change our ways

    Forgive us all our sins to come
    For all the blood that is to spill
    As our darkest hour approaches on
    We must cling to long forgotten hope.


    July 20th, 2009 | Matty Angel | No Comments |

About The Author

Matty is a 37 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!

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