I am not carrying the plague.
I am carrying the key to the future of music.
It slowly opens many doors.
The voices will crumble, should I lose it.
I am carrying a bulletproof shield.
Defending shots fired from sometimes the enemy,
But mostly from my own army.
I am carrying a pair of shoes.
With me, they have walked through the storms
And danced in the rays.
I am carrying a little light.
Although somedays it doesn't shine,
I call it Hope.
In my life, I am carrying many things.
Yet I am grateful,
For I am not carrying the plague.