We have enslaved lightning
And thunder’s roar, defeat it admits
We have survived death’s pain
And create life with wits
For some, life is a prison
Yet they reach for freedom through the slits
Us on this beautiful rock
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My Excuse
I scroll on to the next post on Instagram, the ten hundredth time that day,
I don't know what I'm looking for but I'm sure this isn’t the way
To find it.
I’m itching to get up, to run, to lie in a bed of wilting, overwatered green grass.
But I sit in my bed still, scrolling through Instagram.
I know I should do homework, I should get it done so that
I can write.
But homework won’t give me what I’m looking for.
......
Hey, it's Victor here, calling in to check on you.
In case no one has whispered this to you today,
let me be the voice to tell you
You're beautiful
More beautiful than the Milky Way.
You're strong
Stronger than anything that ever poses to be an obstacle on your way
You're powerful
More powerful than you can ever imagine.
......
The clock strikes four;
I’m never like before;
I’ve learnt to take life’s drink
Up to the lees from the brink;
Multiple layers of joy
......
I'll change forthwith said a meditative me,
Be absent so laid the plan to foresee,
One, no longer in virtuals unending,
Troubled in empathy and following,
Praised for heroism but broken,
One who healed souls sunken.
I'll lie about the wounds woken,
Hide the scratches and them torn,
I'll be bold being tattered and taken,
......
Hey, it's Victor here, calling in to check on you.
In case no one has whispered this to you today,
let me be the voice to tell you
You're beautiful
More beautiful than the Milky Way.
You're strong
Stronger than anything that ever poses to be an obstacle on your way
You're powerful
More powerful than you can ever imagine.
......
We have enslaved lightning
And thunder’s roar, defeat it admits
We have survived death’s pain
And create life with wits
For some, life is a prison
Yet they reach for freedom through the slits
Us on this beautiful rock
......
The clock strikes four;
I’m never like before;
I’ve learnt to take life’s drink
Up to the lees from the brink;
Multiple layers of joy
......
A reset on life, to start anew
To start clean.
A visible feeling of hope,
Happiness for days ahead.
Clean sheets, vacuumed rugs,
The smell of lavender, a fresh outdoor breeze.
A sense rare, but needed.
A new view on reality,
Peace in a physical feeling.
......
You began to write the history of your life
With a kind of fear;
I know not why you are so great;
O, Helen, to me, you are so dear.
You're talented, you're esteemed;
How enchanting your fantasy is!
Your voice is always buzzing in my heart,
Just like the honey-seeker bees.
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