Many years ago I went around the world to travel.
At will I stepped on every boulder, on every rock and stone and on every sand and gravel.
Into every concrete jungle.
Navigated every ***** with every stroke that I can handle.
Explored every place, with all the phase I kept my pace, to keep my face.

Moving restlessly from one county to another.
Every country had a different currency from the other.
Night and day I kept on going.
Dove into every water that was flowing.
One voyage to another.
Zeroed down to my bed, I thought of the weather.
A tree outside my room was about to wither.

I was blamed for a crime I didnt do.
Nobody believed me even when what I say is true.
Not a soul even seemed to care.
On my own I stood for my right as they stare.
Crowded were the cells when they took me to prison.
Excluded from the free world and for no good reason.
Nobody listened to my plea when I spoke for my defense.
That I was framed and accused wrongly but to them it made no sense.

Sailing accross the vast ocean of the universe.
In a ship with endless space through out the multiverse.
Teasing time in an eternal chase in the cosmic freeways.
Entering gaps between the thinnest openings of the galactic rays.
Looking at stars like neon lights, nothing else to see out there but endless nights.

A point in time that nobody knows.
Beyond the forgotten past where history goes.
Created in a plain where life had begun.
Defeated by lies where the truth is dead and done.

Exciled in an echoing distance while shackled in hate.
Forging the first of humanity in detoriarating fate.
Glowing in darkness before the curtains are lifted.
Howling like wolves after the tears have drifted.

In the shadows of dusk and on the break of dawn.
Justifying the wrath of an unspoken behaviour that is in spawn.
Knitting the torn fabrics of an untamed mind.
Left alone and shredded before an eye thats gone blind.

Moon was rising above the horizon of waves.
Nimbly uplifting the final rave.
On the last passing hour that came walking.
Poetic voices were heard, the angels were talking.

Quest of truth that forever was denied by lies.
Resenting wishful wisdom and life starts to cry.
Some souls burning in the depths of the scorching blaze.
Tough luck determined within the flames of the burning maze.

Under the fire and above the grave.
Violent whispers are spoken by those who are not saved.
Whatever happens in the time of the fall of men.
Xerxes or the other fallen will not be welcomed at the den.

Years of unending carnage from wars that would never make sense.
Zeus and all known deities in heaven and olympus must then divide their fence.

Scenes before me are mesmerizing.
Impossible views that I cannot sink in.
My breath has been taken.
Passing time while my body gets broken.
Losing the life that I used to play.
Exiting an existance where I used to stay.

People around me were crying.
Legions of souls started dying.
Angels were descending with spears and swords.
Not a god to see before me but the devil and his demon hordes.

Returning from a long fought battle was a soldier.
Over fifteen years ago he was just a boy and less bolder.
Years before the carnage he eagerly trained.
Admired by many due to his skills on the blade though stained.
Legions were then under his command.

Conquered the seas and heavens and the farthest land.
Rejoiced by his people upon his arrival.
On that day he was a famous general.
Walls were painted and statues were made.
Now maximus the soldier rest under the grave.

There was once a man named ace.
Elusive dreamer who once held a mace.
Long time ago a rabbit he chased.
Escaped into the meadow without a trace.
People laughed about his loss.
Extending the rumor to miles accross.
Reaching far beyond the border.
Finally the gossip reached his brother.
Only to find out that the rabbit was a dazzling lass.
Rejecting him for a valid reason that he didnt pass.
Many years later he got married.
Adored by a beauty that once made him worried.
Now he is a happy father.
Carefully raising seven sons and a daughter.
Embracing his wife while she makes him a sweater.

My insanity started to play tricks in my head.
I get hallucinations like facing the dead.
Countless hours of trying not to mind it.
Helpless and restless I tried to fight it.
Acting as if nothing was going wrong.
Escaping a realm I once thought to belong.
Looking now to what I have become.

Jarred in a mentality where my senses got numb.
Out of the shadows I tried to go.
Noticing the changes that the world has to show.
Embracing the light that I just came to know.
So I did my life over and continued to flow.

Will he ever get a chance to take hold of freedom.
And shall his crimes ever take him to a higher wisdom.
Not so long ago he killed a famous leader.
Though he was just paid to get it done and over.
Engaged him with a riffle and looked through the scope.
Delivered the bullet into his head and escaped down the *****.

One day I will make my decision.
Pick my choice with precision.
To place my heart in the right direction.
In focus and no delusion.
On a straight path to meet perfection.
Negotiating only with my emotion.
Some day it will take me to my ascension.