My Brother's Keeper

I have to go back
These thoughts and voices in my head are haunting me at night and torturing my soul
Lord, I'm alone out here, what use can I find in this outer world if I am not my brother's keeper?
I have to go back
It's beyond my prophetic knowledge to understand the reasons those dead messiahs failed again and again and again throughout the dark history of mankind, and yet
I have to go back
To save these shades, souls with faded hearts, brothers of my pain, they grew (up) without any love
Pain is the lack of love so their souls
They will not save
In jail they choose to live they will die to save their cage
They are trapped inside
How can we communicate, how can I reach your hearts if we are poisoned and brainwashed, blocked by walls,
All our filters are decayed and our compassion is just switched off
How will you hear my words and pleas, how will you trust me when I tell you
Come with me to the Promised Land, I'll set you free
I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act.
It is not the duty of those around me to love me.
Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man.

[– Janusz Korczak]

I have to go back
My scars bleed again, from light into the dark
Again I cannot see but I have to go back!
With fear in my heart and the truth I run back to hell
To this cave of chains and despair where my brothers dwell.