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 Mar 2019
Khyle Manby-Evans
E
The time is here, it is here for you and me
We prayed for this moment to come for them
They can feel freedom, the feel of a tree
The basis of existence, it begins with a stem

You & me, we have become all but one
The gates have fallen, the walls have crushed
The prisoners are unfollowed, the wardens gone
It wasn’t easy, it wasn’t fun, the feeling was rushed

I knew this journey would be one to remember
Everything I knew would be colourful, understood
The crisp feeling like snow falling in December
They will know that feeling, I knew they could

My fight is over now, the battle, the war is won
Their lives can begin, they can find their space
It may not have been truth, but the mask that I don
I wore so that these beings could have truth, a true HOPE…
 Mar 2019
Khyle Manby-Evans
P
Can you feel the energy rising?
Understanding is not just for the minority
You want this but are you just disguising?
Understanding is all for the majority

We have fingers, we have toes
They have their own versions
The story is simple, that is the way it goes
Make it a journey, so many excursions

Fascinated by the joy that comes after this
It isn’t a dream anymore, it could be something better
They don’t know it yet, they will still miss
I knew there could be a place beyond, with her

Step ahead into the sunshine, the walls are fading
It still hurts to believe the pain inside
Our drive and fear will be trading
One more step into our path and we glide
 Mar 2019
Khyle Manby-Evans
O
Quaking in their boots, there is a battle ahead
We haven’t stepped back into our shadows yet
The crops are rising, the hunger is fed
On the hills is where we have met

Shouting my name, hearing the calls
It’s a pain that only you can feel
Their hope is something that falls
Inside their coffins, the will kneel

Honesty is lost to the translations erased
Question the advertisements that fill our faces
Convenience is the life that is traced
One day there will be no more spaces

Quote the past for its innocence
Believe the tradition that keeps us apart
Life is not true, it is an essence
A second to see where we can start
 Mar 2019
Khyle Manby-Evans
H
Every section is placed here for us to see
Special feelings are misplaced in my eyes
Accept this situation that has set you free
It may not be what you want, but you know he dies

Revolt & curse, there isn’t a life in this world
Catch a breath, if only for a second
These eyes are crazed as they swirled
They scream and shout, their voices beckoned

Crisis is conformity, we’re distrusted in our own selves
I don’t recognise the place we’ve found
One step inside and the grim stacked shelves
We sit together and feast upon the ground

I can’t accept the picture they have painted
I know you feel the same
The happiness they advertise is tainted
Our fingers are lightning as we point the blame

Eden isn’t a garden, instead it is a farm
The lie isn’t black and white anymore
Now the masses are hearing the alarm
Our fight has been brought to the fore

— The End —