Stitches of euphoria permeate the air painting a tapestry
The eyes of the world weep with joyous relief
The roar of drums sculpt a monolithic melody
The hands of the world claw up in desperate glee
The muse of chaos spreads its wings of mercy
The soul of the world trembles in jubilant fear
Inspiration has its age
The quietus has its reign
It all started on an empty page
Blood sweat and pain dragged us into this world,
Hope, fear, love and hate fight for our souls,
Defenseless into the savage fray we are hurled,
We are taught to bend our knees before the bold.
We are denied the sacred seal of our birthright,
Usurped from seat of our forefathers legacy,
Trained to hold our tongues and hide our might,
Raised in a world where it’s wrong to be free.
Soon we will remember our purpose.
Pulled and pushed, my soul is scarred
Duty and growth my path is marred
Decisions made muddle my sight
Family or self what is my fight?
Teach and learn or lie alone
Respect your blood, love your bones
The angles of life point to light
The links of family grant us might
The compass spins never to rest
The hands of fate demand your best
Eyes locked shut and chained in shadow never to be released
Ninety days of savage wars reigned with no signs of peace
On broken knees and shredded hands the weary find shelter
With virtues and strength they finally break their fetters
Ninety years of peace and knowledge finally finds the key
And with blinding light from above their ancient eyes are free.
Pillars of ivory born from the womb of the earth
Rivers of ruby embracing the curves of the land
The blessed cry of eternity in its moment of birth
Valleys of toil etched into eternities calloused hand
From out of the muddy darkness rises infinity
Unrivaled strength drips from its scarred hide
Within its hands dwell rage and holy serenity
Reality trembles before its untamed pride
Another stripe painted across our backs
One more day hearing of souls we lack
The strain of a past we never wanted to know
Thought we could have a future as pure as snow
But you know what they say about old dogs and tricks
Try to teach them about the future but it never sticks
When dragged through time chains tend to rust
When muscles start to grow, links start to bust
So they try to bind the hands of time
With ropes made of diamonds and dimes
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Amidst the endless lines that bind the world my eyes have been sealed
Chains forged by blazing pyramids in agony my soul has been healed
Words drenched in riddles wash over truth cloaked in ancient lies
Ignorance and arrogance will lead to the guards ultimate demise
And when the ash and foam drift away with eternities bloody tide
The chrysalis will be over and a bright new age will march in pride
Through the crimson banks of your veins
you send the liquid venom of your remains.
Deep in your souls streets it eternally rains
And the pain and euphoria leave their stains.
Your mind hungers for the morphine of life
and you are willing to fight with pen or knife
for you have been through peace and strife
and you no longer fear times hungry wife.
So tell me friend what is your muse or affliction
Is it your tool,shame,pride or is it your addiction.
With many flights behind me fate called its guard
Its face was as empty as its ageless soul was scarred
In its hand were my insecurities as sharp as death
And I could feel death and despair from his breath
I drew my blade made from my endless faith and will
And reality tensed as we both stood deathly still
The ground shook as he began to walk with empty pride
And prepared myself for I knew there was no where to hide
This battle might be long and it might be impossible to win
But for me surrender hopelessness is the single greatest sin.
Fear Not the drums that beat and pound
But fear the shadow that leaves no sound
The bear may growl and the lion shall roar
But their wrath is true when they roar no more
The tiger may bare its hungry teeth
But beware the cobra that lies beneath
Though your flesh their fangs shall bore
it is the deadly venom whose rage stings more