Not sure if this counts as literature, but I wrote a song.
Slow acoustic song.
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Music and lyrics by Wesley Wyatt
Sitting on the floor so cold
Wondering if its worth it
Has the sun grown old?
Has the love declared extinction,
Have our beliefs become astray?
Is there a reason to accept
Whats gone away?
We grow up just to die?
Shape the world and fly?
To notice... The clock ticks down the time
An answer... A thought deprived of rhyme
Evolution... An idea without design
Destruction... Mans work in our own time
We grow up just to die?
Shape the world and fly... away...
Morality... Comes from love not hate
Our enemies... The godless men of state
Stand beside me... 'Til the end, 'til then we wait
Our question... Is a reason not to know the answer
Will you give us the reason!
Will you give us a life!
A life devoid of illusion?
A life devoid of our strife?
Shut the door to our minds!
Close the doubts from of souls!
Cast the hate from our hearts!
And let us know the reason---!