My heart hurts for reasons I can't explain. I see the world like no one sees it And it all seems strange that the earth is exploding with rage, hate, and pain, yet the loudest seek themselves. The powerful are out for selfish gains and I dream dreams of the past with its shame and haunts. Jaunts to the dangerous with aims of operating on the edge of the Morning Star's domain. Heroic atrocities and calculated obliteration. Planning plans to maim and break those we saw as wicked. Or were told to by the game and the images, feeds, and comms. The screaming mothers with bloody seed and it came to us or them. I see the world as no one sees it. I see it in shame.