Try walking for a thousand steps

In a lonely strangers treads

Then sit and watch a dawn you’ve never seen

Think back to all the places you have been

And remember, remember that stranger is you,

All those silent, forgotten dreams were true,

The reflection in the mirror smiles

But it’s not your face staring back

It’s the twisted creation of your trials

An embodiment of your heart, black,

In that moment you can see no light

There are no more smiles to your equation

Your memories eclipsed by some greater might

The timeless run of a damaged evolution,

You have to consider, as you turn away in disgust,

If the human race is still worth saving,

If you are a product of its greatness, its lust,

Its wars and tribulations, you’re all it’s creating,