The silence is deafening but the sirens are definitely razor sharp, piercing through the darkness especially these are the sounds that surround him so deadly the violent vibrations of violence suggest that he join in the chaos if these fools try to step to me but if he continues this cycle then death is his destiny and not just the physical, but the spirit that desperately wants to survive and connect like telepathy he searches the Scriptures for truth so carefully unsatisfied by the world that's so sexually driven it's a given they attack men collectively no man's exempt from the temptation that's next to me he says "I will run to the One that was there for me to the arms of my Father who promised to care for me swallow my pride I need Him so terribly then I'll dance in these streets despite how they stare at me