Things I Found While Looking Down

Mankind cannot wait to see you,
Glorified or so you feel,
Enemy in your sights,
Coming into light,
Your true history revealed.

No tolerance in your place,
You're standing tall and so brave.
You're not six feet below,
But to me you should know,
There are flowers on your grave.

There is a thin line
In liberty and freedom confined,
Your eternal fight
To try to keep your head up high,
Nonetheless, look at the things I found
While looking down.

A strong unified creation,
Unconditional perfection,
But read in lines between,
The horror yet unseen,
Devastated, torn nation.

Glimpse into the world tomorrow
Unable to handle sorrow,
Of those who died and left,
And those condemned to stay
Living in a place gone wrong.

No need to raise up in arms,
Do not inflict further harm,
Your only legacy
Given at the mercy
Of the wicked and the damned.

Oh there's is a thin line
In liberty and freedom confined,
Your eternal fight
To try to keep your head up high,
Nonetheless, look at the things I found
While looking down.

Look at the things I found.