So many people think adoringly, so wistfully, so admirably at history’s heroes.
How great they are, they think.
How noble and brave they say.
Yet somehow they fail to see that such people still be.
There are those among them that do not wish to see a world so lost in disease.
There are people still unknown, who walk a path alone in the darkest of dark.
Who think not in their reward but cry painfully of people who think only selfishly.
So strange it seems to me,
How we live in a world where we promote the perverse, and accept defeat in what’s adverse.
We tolerate the most horrible of monstrosities yet ridicule those who seek virtue.
The promotion of vice and the persecution of virtue.
-HSQ
