Contention Reflections

have these moments of time stopped? leaving us here, bewildered and confused. have the nightmares increased? as the planets align toward certain destruction and we have no where to go except to fall backwards into that nothingness, dismal splashes of cruelty no hope for the future. we might as well roll over and die, if this is allowed to continue rise up some other time to anything but this disaster that baits with negative chatter ruining an otherwise glorious ray full of promise that taunts there, out of reach. and why would we care? if there were no hope do we lay here and rust? fall over and fade away, or do we gather our courage stand up and fight if only for that hope that awaits...