Conviction

The storybook is closing
Slowly, but faster than before.
Luster, excitement, and spirit
Filled the pages of our lives

But now, the air begins to choke us
And the sun finds it harder to shine.

It is true
Water is less refreshing
And the flowers dread the day they bloom

They speak, to warn us of the future
To change our ways
To save us while time is left
But this alarm can not be heard

It is true
The clouds choose to linger longer
And the rains never seem to cease
But it is not what we think
This reaction is not caused by what we all believe…

We are united intimately with nature
In an interconnecting loop
That gives and takes away equally

Those who live silently in the mountains
Over the hills and under the seas
Filling the forests and meadows
And those who grow to reach the heavens,
They see all and watch us silently
As our wickedness ensues every part of our lives

And now in consequence, our world rises up against us.
A world who’s air we have drawn in all our life
Now it turns to rid us of our empty love

The oceans grow stronger and beat at our doors
The winds build dangerously to blow away our dreams
And frozen rain drops fall from the heavens.

Our lust and offenses have gone against nature
And we have betrayed the order of life
Assuming control and creating lies to destroy ourselves
We are bringing the end closer much faster then what we had imagined

We do not see this
In our ignorance and destruction
Our eyes have been scarred
And we trust this uprising to be from a different dependence


We have convicted ourselves of the wrong crime.