It seems like a wild thing coming out of the old stories of medieval times; sometimes a struggle to love, hate, of disguise and betrayal but who cares? No one! However, chicken will come home to rouse and only then will the untold truth of stories come back to haunt us. The stories of horror, the agony of agonizing and the times of distress frustration and fear will all calumniate into a season of disgrace as we pass the time ignoring the symptoms never stopping to glance at the past. The pain of persuasion interaction and inaction will lead to influences but inadequacy has caused the mobility of the immobile to fail. However ignorance is of no excused i am told.
Never before in my wildest dreams could we have imagined times like these with all its ups and downs imaginary faces and places; we sucomb to the wild and fancies of a promise not kept. Emboldened by the battle of words succinct in the fantasy of imagination only Twitter will be able to explain. Only time will tell the stories untold as darkness springs to lighter the clouds that tries to shade our intelligence. The brightness of time will prevail through all eternity where it might find its resting place. Looking back at the past has caused us to wonder about where we are going. Though impossible to see, only our imagination can give us the eyes to peek into the future. All we see is frustration and disgust. What’s the point of even trying when the boulders are large and overpowering without any to help in moving such monuments.
As we march through time, we will fulfill destiny only when we become like a child who is simple and without a sense of hate. No more time for chaos and disgrace it is the time to motivate and spread hope to the hopeless who are in constant distress. The time is now but who is willing to take a stand that will effect change? A child shall lead them; even in skepticism a movement has started and a wind of change is coming. No one will be able to stop the motor as it revel into full speed. Those who has become skeptics will be left behind trying to catch-up only to have already lost their way. Let’s stop the chaos, stop the shame that surrounds us. The pain of the moment is too great to bear but we have an opportunity to make a change only if we use it!