A reflection of yesterday,
Today.

A cycle left unbroken
The remarkable yet, unbearable saga
Continues
Or will it end?

Generations after generations
Destroyed,
Stagnated,
Murdered…

When will our seeds flourish leaving the dark, unyielding strongholds in the dust;
Strongholds which gnaws at the first sight of entry into the flesh.
Must the flesh surrender?
Or shall the flesh adorn itself in a strong armor of defense?

The defense of the Lord that binds the flesh to discontinue in its doubletake;
The doubletake of its own destruction.

Thus, enabling a new resistance to overcome…
To overcome the reflection that stares back within the mirror.

Forevermore,
The reflection of yesterday,
Today.