Sep 2020
who is the winner,
who is the loser,
ask the ashes, dust and paper.
the papers inked from history
what does it really tell.
the victor of half the world,
he had to surrender too,
who is the real victor
when the time came
and even the greatest empire fell!
A single word in history,
maybe not even that,
like losing identity
with a swish of a spell
Ink the story,
blue, black, deep
where I haven't even been
My ancestor's glory
won't keep the gleam
the light will fade off
the coming years will tell.
A select, an opportunity, a calling
it is coming with the wind,
but what does it really mean
what does it sell?
wise words,
and nothing, well!
No name for the fame,
a letter to begin,
but it is the end, expel.
My end, and yours
we'd leave the world,
leave behind our body
what of the legacy,
is there even one?
I'd be in places,
earth, heaven or hell!
would it matter even,
I am going off empty hand
my hands that type won't accompany even.
who is the loser,
ask the ashes, dust and paper.
the papers inked from history
what does it really tell.
the victor of half the world,
he had to surrender too,
who is the real victor
when the time came
and even the greatest empire fell!
A single word in history,
maybe not even that,
like losing identity
with a swish of a spell
Ink the story,
blue, black, deep
where I haven't even been
My ancestor's glory
won't keep the gleam
the light will fade off
the coming years will tell.
A select, an opportunity, a calling
it is coming with the wind,
but what does it really mean
what does it sell?
wise words,
and nothing, well!
No name for the fame,
a letter to begin,
but it is the end, expel.
My end, and yours
we'd leave the world,
leave behind our body
what of the legacy,
is there even one?
I'd be in places,
earth, heaven or hell!
would it matter even,
I am going off empty hand
my hands that type won't accompany even.
