Dear Sister

May these words traverse the Iris

and find you in Oblivion.

I know you’re scared,

but I need you to wake up.

There’s to many of them.

I need your help.

I’m falling short.

They’re breaching the walls of Eden.

I need you to smell the smoke.

I need you to see the fire.

I need you to hear the screams.

I need you to hear the alarm.

It’s time.

The world needs us,

now more than ever.

It’s going to take all of us to turn them around.

I’m doing everything I can.

I need you to wake up!