The cold hand of degradation

Grabs tightly in a choking grip

Bringing many down

Enveloping us in hopelessness

Nothing we attempt seems to come together

The only means of escape

Is our own mettle and strength

We must rise up and follow our truth

Violently tearing down all walls we build

Letting the energy of positivity flow in

Only then can we ascend to a higher level

Where no one or nothing can ever reduce us again…

-AAA 07/30/2024