An unkempt public citizen had waited weeks to address the board, it must’ve been four weeks and though he was a visionary, his military background could not uphold the war inside his mind. It seemed the board grew tired to sympathize as he exits through the door. Attention, attention! Sound the alarm! There’s no one left behind! And his conscience collides; he emerged with intimidation, but his appearance exhibited his health. He walks up the stairs to the place where his kind go when their washed-up. He sees his picture on the wall. He was a hero that stood ten feet tall. There’s no doubt he’s fucking scared as this hero is jaded. No beds tonight for now, he retreats back to where he’s understood: alone. Under the bridge, he stands around a barrel to warm his hands to the fire and he prepares to deliver the greatest show his world will ever know. There’s no picture on the wall. Where’s the hero that stood ten feet tall? He’s alone and fucking scared as this hero is jaded, but somehow in his mind, he has declared to scream, “The world is mine”. Alone.
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