I tremble with the nervous thought.

we were in my parent's room, at the old house. he was mad at my sister, for one reason or another, temper raging. the look of complete fear in her eyes is more than i can bear. i'm not going to let him destroy another child, he can't screw her up too. i forbid it. so in a split second i jump in the way, i take her place. i tell him that i'm not scared of him anymore. his violence isn't doing what twisted good he thinks it is. he hits me, i go down and it begins. years of nightmarish memories rushing through my mind. when it's over i feel so exhausted, but triumphant. my black and blue face doesn't phase me because i've defeated him, his violence, his hate and rage.
then, all i hear is a faint "beep, beep, beeep;" my alarm goes off, and the day begins.

but though i triumphed the erie nightmare, the real world is still brimming with destruction. i see the trucks, on the way to school. the trucks with a thousand tiny prison cells. inside, the feathered innocent who silently wonder what crime they have commited to deserve such a fate. they calmly wait for their slaughter. i weep for them. i weep for me. i weep for the world.

then there are those that do not care. they do not notice their daily zombie walk. the waste piles around them, the world cries out to them, but they are zombies, they do not see what they do. they do not know what they could do, if they only tried. their lack of awareness, lack of empathy, lack of passion, shakes me to the core. i weep for them. i weep for me. i weep for the world.

but i see the few, with the gleam of life in their eye. they fight with all that is within them, with their very being, to wake the zombies from their slumber, to save the dying world. they put their own lives aside. they know the odds, and still press on, with the strength of a thousand years, in the name of love, peace and compassion. i see them and know there lies hope, and i know it will be alright. love will make it through the night with the help of these few dreamers, and their guiding light.