The Kingdom Of The Blind

The original intro for this piece (on another writing site) read 'We are all to blame for the world we have created...'. When you continue to do 'the necessary thing' instead of 'the right thing', sometimes, tomorrow may never come.

'The Kingdom of the Blind'

In the morrow, we die.

We do what must be done.
Right and wrong made irrelevant,
Drowned in the seas of our blood.
We are beyond even vengeance;
Only victory remains.

When they die, we will not care.

What is done is done.
Their lives made irrelevant,
Crushed by the force or our will.
We are beyond even redemption;
Only the end remains.

In the morrow, they will die.

They do what must be done.
We made right and wrong irrelevant,
Fueled by the fires of our cause.
We are beyond even life;
Only death remains.

The morrow, it will not come;
For we are already dead.

C.