Sovereignty
©Gemini♊♊♊

When the wind still roar
And the sun eat the skin
With the fire licking their wounds
Hopefully,
I will be left standing

My partridge climbs,  sitting on ridges
With the moon hung over its crest
The winds drag the whisper of my name,
Closed to the entrance of the ear
For I will be sovereign

The birds clap their wings
Singing,  melodious tune with beats
We are but left to enjoy
But the waves of wreckage,
Strike their ill luck ship,
"What they deserve"