Waiting For a Mission To Choose Me

Moving forward
Choosing factions
In a way
They can only pray
Being helpful —

Having intentions
Leaving mentions
Of an ongoing fight
On the other side
Of the galaxy —

Waiting impatiently
Without strategy
Being chosen they know
Times are seriously slow
On the inside —

Outside they see
People flee
From their homes
Writing tomes
About paradise —

Missions collide
Enemies hide
At a place unseen
Behind a television screen
Waiting to come.