Their obsession to conquer.
Their ancient desire to subdue.
They utilize every opportunity;
And stamp me with their shoe.
A fact they should have known.
Long ago I lost all my ******
With the passage of time.
I have turned into dead dust.
Calmness is all what I needed.
Only if they had left me alone.
Like dust I would settled down.
Without force subdued on my own.
However, they stamp me repeatedly.
Big-chested, Arrogant guys!
But the more they stamp me,
The more like dust I rise.
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 11:19 AM UTC
Their obsession to conquer.
Their ancient desire to subdue.
They utilize every opportunity;
And stamp me with their shoe.
A fact they should have known.
Long ago I lost all my ******
With the passage of time.
I have turned into dead dust.
Calmness is all what I needed.
Only if they had left me alone.
Like dust I would settled down.
Without force subdued on my own.
However, they stamp me repeatedly.
Big-chested, Arrogant guys!
But the more they stamp me,
The more like dust I rise.
