it begins

as does everything

mindlessly moving

towards an unknown end

that will give no relief

nor solve any qualms

it will get there, 

to that end,

eventually, quickly,

struggling to move forward

in a place too far

ahead of it's own time

to allow any real growth

growth that means something

that is important

There is a small chance

that it will never make it

never reach the culmination

of all the time spent

wondering, wasting, waiting,

that small chance keeps it going

pushing through all 

the bullshit of a society

too focused on progression

to notice their lack of

it begins

as everything does

with the hope that 

we can change something