Listen my beloved ones,
I will not forestall my dreams
For you do not understand thee...
So I do not have time
To explain any further...
Action is my key.
Listen my sisters
We are one by blood
But by identity; we are different
For I will not leave my nation,
for your nation
I will not cover my scars
with your skin
And I will not wear your smile
on my crying lips
As it makes no difference to me
I belong to the most northern part.
Listen you surroundings
I am not one of you
As I may use your nation
as my shelter,
As I may hide under your skin
And as I might choose to disown
my own
Still... I will not belong to you
As I belong to the most corrupt
Northern part.
Listen my dear ones
Do not blame me for deluding you
As I hate that you hate my nation
Not your unorganized nation
I do not like your demeanour
As it will destroy our relationship
Right now, I am proud
To be from the northern part
Listen as I speak
I will not leave my own
For your own.
YOU ARE READING
Your Darkest Side
PoezjaLaugh like you will never get hurt, Breathe like you are running out of oxygen, Live like you are never going to die... But be careful of who you smile with...
