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Fynn Sep 2017
Why are you here you may ask
you ask yourself, who did this
Who is behind that divine mask
who had the power to create it

Was it god, who can be everywhere
who started with the light
Or was it just coincedence
that started all this life

But whatever first stepped out of the void
brought with it, however the creation of light
to fathom this is not my desire
I dont want to add more fuel to this fire

No Im just here to tell you all
to love your life no matter how small
the happy things in life might seem
Just live it and you will see what I mean

Humans are here to hate and love
To live their life right next to yours
they can be happy, sad, angry and still
might be worth to have their free will
Be happy that you and your life exist
because life is something that some dead would miss

But humanity is not the core at all
there are beetles and whales, one big, one small
lions and wolves, fish and birds
They all live with us and walk the same dirt

There is so much out there, thats worth to be there
so many lives that breathe the same air
Think of this the next time you stray
pathless around and look for your way

Maybe one time you will remember and laugh
because now you understood life and learned how to love
Fynn Sep 2017
And who are you, the old man said
that I must bow so low
You are only a man on a bigger chair
thats all the truth I know
A throne so big or a chair so small
You still are just a man

So who are you to say a word
that all men must obey
We all can speak, we all can think
you have no right to take
our will and life to make it yours
to call yourself a king
You can take your sword and force me to
but it wont change a thing

So who are you to end my life
and take what is not yours
to make decisions and use your hand
to show us the wrong course
I wont bend the knee to anyone
Who thinks hes speaking truth
without knowing, without seeing
I always will refuse

So who are you to steal my food
that I have rightful grown
on my soil and on my dirt
it belongs to me alone
To steal my castle, to steal my land
where I have lived so long
I tell you this, so that you know
that what you do is wrong

So who are you to ignore my words
but expect me to follow yours
Now Im dead, my eyes are cold
my head rolls on the floor
I lost the fight, I lost my life
and I breathe nevermore

Its not always fair, just so you know
the evil has won here
The rain is splattering on my roof
but noone is there to hear
The good one dies, the bad one lives
the terror will endure
Justice is not always there
thats what I know for sure

— The End —