A farewell to arms

When there is so much hate, and there are no answers. When your life is no longer your birthright. When revolt is as bad as meek submission. When hope has played its last hand and lost. When solitude has degraded to loneliness. When the righteous have lost all conviction. When nothing remains to be corrupted. When even the memories of past innocence fade away. All that can be done, is to lie down and die.