I want you to take a globe
spin it as hard as you can
like you would spin me around with your twisty turny words
and when she slows down I want you to focus on that country
tell me what you associate the third world country with
do the battles between your head and heart sound and feel as similar as the countries in constant battle?
I bet you could tell a lot from the way the dirt pavements look in the back roads of the capital
they've seen fear, blood, sweat and death
much like you, except you haven't seen death except for the light your soul once had before you let your heart take over your head