I join history as the
greatest demon,
Five years ago,
symbolize life as
a shadow sadly crippled,manacles of discontent
and reality.
Words wrote to
demand freedom and
awakening, of a hope,
a beginning but
to be overlooked and ended.
Jail cells of exile,
A vast ocean will
demand a rude awakening
But only to say
that freedom and
bitterness will forever
struggle until the
discontented end
No time to refuse
Now fall and return
neither to rest
Not to pass a moment
to revolt which leads
to hope of a day
that emerges to
shake the corners
of hatred out of the
cup of unspeakable
horrors to come
Granted whirlwinds continue
to shake until the day
emerges which leads to
gaining out of the rightful place of
freedom by drinking from a cup of
bitterness, hatred and forever to struggle.
Allow victims, unmindful, battered
sweltering in the valley
of despair
and there came urgency
as a fatal fierce storm
redemption is never truly reality
I,the greatest demon
is never overlooked
Five years have passed,
Symbolizing as usual life
despair and redemption
are a valley of the beginning
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PoetryIt's about a time where I was feeling alone, scared and determined to end it all...