A fresh stage is set and I'm stamping this day as the day I finally cleansed the clouds and crossed your name.
You've taken a fall from your pedestal and I see you now, with your domino on the ground, my fair-weather friend (that's a kind way to put it), my boiling point can't cook up a better fit. I've played your ruthless game for the longest stretch, I let a ******* decade slip through my fingers; and I've still lingered, for the sake of something I can't recall anymore. Your betrayals are the mindless hand to an hourglass and I'm counting the sand you spilled. No sea of apologies can wash away this wreck. I'm done with pointing fingers and holding daggers to your neck. I'll lay my shield and armour down, and walk you out.
A fresh stage is set and I'm stamping this day as the day I let your hand and my grudges go and asked your ghost to stay.
Truly I have the will inside me To push my chest out and bare my dignity Like a thumping paw of an elephant The sound of who I am beats the ground Every thump like a chanting Every chant like a battle-cry Break their bones if they strike you Their throws are soft and formless A fog that poisons You are protected by the bear in the woods A massive presence of teeth and claw Bear in mind Conquering the battle is not complete without armour and sword Use your sword with caution Sparing them for when the season is ripe Struck whence the shield lowered You seek for bleeding You seek for victory Joy is in the skin scarred without fright Victory is in the timing of each strike The sword has discipline in its swift blow Should not have trace of megalomania Should win every ****** in order to teach Lessons to heed the definition of honour Two victors will defy the battle When one wins on honour If the other triumphs pride
Vulnerable group With preoccupied mind Who doesn't bother to Wear Mask Clean hands Stay in distance Holding A morbid faith In their thick brain Either Are the Superhumans Or just an ignorants
Genre: Raw Theme: A friendly reminder Note: And remember Viruses don't discriminate anything, they follow the universal law, they accept, no bribe. Stepping back this time is a warm up to bounce better, immune again. Background of COVID-19.
As my space shuttle touches down on earth’s familiar territory I find I have become more alien than human Through my journey in the seemingly infinite darkness
I recognize the faces of friends and family As well as the landmarks of my childhood However as I remove my helmet, the fresh air feels foreign in my lungs
A language barrier has also erected itself in my absence My words only result in confused glances An invisible forcefield thicker than the atmosphere prevents my meaning from landing Silence has become my method of speech My native tongue doesn’t rest comfortably between my teeth and lips anymore
I try to remove my bulky battle armour of glass and fabric It has shielded me from the assault of emptiness And the weapons of rock and ice that quietly aimed and fired at my heart Cloaked in shadows and stillness
I find that it is more difficult to remove than I imagined But I cannot truly return to where I belong until I let its weight fall from my shoulders And so I must The steadying anchor of gravity calls me home and I must obey