Float free!
That’s the dream.
But the chains are embedded in the skin.
Float free!
That’s the dream.
But the chains are embedded in the skin.
Not now; they’re not!
Leadership was a figment of imagination.
They were just like an empty promise.
The deep within, which was pride,
was demolished in the blast from the past.
Violent end of a peaceful life!
That what was
Was just not we thought it was
It collapsed under
the weight of its perfection
You know they will copy,
they will follow
but won’t acknowledge
A time will come when they will reach
trundling, while you just raced.
Meanwhile the deep chasm between
Will be filled with hatred
because of the inevitable truth
that you say you know
And they just feign ignorance.
The realisation just takes time
for some and for the rest later.
Take that anguish out
Nothing then remains..
The anguish that has been nurtured,
by the seemingly innocent fires blazing around
Just the empty shell of a human
adorns the dreary land