We have cause. To be uneasy. The evil-utionary process. Has begun in a world. That hates you. These secrets revealed. Belong to us. And when worst. Comes to worst. My peoples come first. Too many things. Going wrong around us. Too much to be done. And so little time. We're so used. To bowing down. That we forget how. To stand up. And we settle. For last in line. But not this time. God forbid. That i should lose. Lose my mind. God forbid. Insanity is just. A thought away. God forbid that I. Should lose my mind. God forbid. Balancing the good. That's left in me