This cage
It gives me hope
A guarantee of my life
A guarantee of my miserable eternity
Let me take a chance
The universe a fool
When creation of us was born
When letting you free
The mournful sounds
Will becoming deafening roars
Until the thudding is never ending
Just as the storms
Mother Nature gives us
In return for our stupidity
Only a temporary punishment are you
It's time for me
To end this
I will let your cries
I will let your suffering
Consume me
Until you tire of killing me
And you will die
And with that faith
I will fight
~N
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Waves
PoetryThese waves can only be painted with the brush of words, the people only being washed away in this unfathomable sea. ~N [#5 in Poetry on 8/2/18]
