Out of adversity I shone in shimmering forms of defiance the abandoned cliques I left behind the heart stopped and the heart felt nothing a spirit whisper strives away and cleansed me as I left
Tag: Humans
Empire
Empire and the colonial intermittents involved in all they can, over history armies columns high, time to control conquer and devour. The toll and legacies unfolding in present days wandering you, aiming in pointless destinies, that cause so much pain and atlas sorrow. Redemption is along a long tunnel with a vista beyond its core for those indeed who search for the land called crystal airs.
Born Again
Born again, did I wish to be a child again, once more at the mercy of a stranger upon another plain. In time the gruelling struggle to adulthood full of anxiety and pain in a future complication. In time where a weather vein, East, West, North or South life or death, what of future society, too busy to look or listen to a million cries of children pained.
Mothers and fathers and the dying cynicism of the no longer sages in their time, but controlling of every facet in their decline. So move on, a vibration curtail, the revival of perpetual misery where a sun comes up and then goes down but is intimately unaware of our unauthorised existence.
Of This Day…
Am I enlightened whilst I am awake, how many decisions do I make in the name of this day is it like yesterday that has now gone cold, with the coffee stain remaining but the cup cleaned for today and
in new conversation I will partake of this day it is called new day.