Hello there It's been some time since we have talked there's a few miles that have been walked
In the rear view ,getting farther as the time grows but as we know,objects in rear view seem far,but are close
Remember when you thought that a heartbreak was gonna end it all chin up champ it didn't come even near 2021 and your still walking tall So good work having your feelings embalmed the dead tell no tales,hence that's resolved
There's an angel looking out for you,call him father keep your mum in your heart,none other can barter keep few friends,keep fewer close cuz ships falter and you'll always need anchors, lest a storm startle.
And lose the beard, flaunt the double chin wear that like an armor, you son of a tywin get fit but don't starve yourself to meet a trend those flyby,one minute they're dad bod,the next, lean is in. All you need to be is proud of imperfect skin flaunt your scars like they're signs of battle wins.
Oh!And I think you should keep writing I've walked in your shoes and they just keep biting.
The thought, ' who am I?' agonizes me often Am I a brave soul, With round the clock anxious thoughts A true living paradox ?
Or a wise old soul With few unpretentious words, Honest candid talks With a sorrowed Haunted heart A canonized living Ghost?
In between 'these' and 'those' One thing I am sure of I am a valiant soul to walk the path of bitter trend Ready to taste the afterglow of walking the quickened sand I am an amazing tale of resilience after hard hitting dissent I am an after image of a mountained road A sunshine, amid the dark on either end
Taking a shelter behind a veil of innermost insecurities Once in a while I do walk out of my enclosed shell And that's where I entomb my thoughts throwing a glimpse of Who I am !
Before I ever left the womb I had a count and a rank I was a body at disposal For the war or the bank There'd be a forming and a fashion And a plan to partake A statistic yet determined An agenda yet blank
Before I ever learned to speak They had me marvel the sights They'd put a flag within my hand And let me wave with delight Amongst the cooing and the murmurs I was a product of plight But when the bombs burst in the air What was drawn was fright
Before I ever learned to stand I had a hand in the battle Strolling patriotic parades With veterans dismantled Showing “support for the troops” Each one a story to tattle Then they'd be shocked back to the terrors By the automatic shakes of my rattle
Before I ever learned to read They had me trained in submission Had me following in footsteps Of an ancient religion Never questioning the folly Of timeless superstitions Had me pledging my whole life To a flag of division
Divided, the nation Is the one I was raised in Where corrupt politics Form the congregation Where identity's lost To the illusion of patrons And neighbors spark civil wars Over who can best lead the nation
This is the hatred That I learned and practiced State educated Enforced by harassment Violence begot To the violence of masses All faithful to State And its deplorable tactics
These are the bindings That once held me encumbered Mindless to the State While my heart stay in slumber Spineless to the truth That all war is a blunder And while love was laid dormant We were all tore asunder
All ripped apart From love and compassion All serving evil While forming our factions Duteously marching Baby steps in reaction To the forming of soldiers And willing assassins