The masses, so passive, are led to believe that we are free, that the government makes the rules, but where's your democracy when people start to bleed, and the blood fills the streets? When disaster strikes everyone you meet?

Actions reactions hostile or not, who do you think will come out on top? The Dark Army or the Dark Horses? You decide. The voters, the people in the public offices, the thinkers, the dreamers, the believers and the nay sayers. Will you just stand by as all the people die or will you fight back to become truly free.

A writer am I, head high in the true sky but mind on the ground, just another face in the ever growing crowd. A fighter, a freer of minds, but soon I know it will be my time. Governments must crumble, labels defaced to save the human race. Equality would be the law, not needing to be enforced, and a true victory for the Dark Horse.

You are the people that may someday see, if only someone will listen to the pleas of thousands, or maybe just to me. For I will represent the thousands, for they must be heard.