I backed away in sheer horror while he advanced towards me, I looked around me for means to escape, he was between me & the door.
So let your choices speak for you
in deeds that show the real you.
And let your shadow validate you
not others for your life belongs to you.
Although we knew the cops were wrong, we couldn’t stop them. An attempt to intervene would’ve been met with either cuffs or bullets.
Now, we walk away from treaties. We stop honoring commitments. We are going to show the world how an arms race is won. Nobody wins an arms race.
so I will advance on broken feet and wobbly knees
just as yellow starts dancing with green.
Caught in claw of memories now,
regretting the trust given to you.
But I will never be betrayed again
even if hell freezes over.
like coiled flowers, I burst when loosed,
but the loosing is part of who I am
Because I can’t keep fighting
I can’t keep fighting
Glass Rod You push me around with careless hands like I’m a glass rod on…
The structure around me crumbles
But the walls of solitude stand firm
The fire within me died out
Darkness forced them away from the tasty soil and back to their elm tree for sleep. The sparrows felt fat and lazy. Just flying up to their branches took quite an effort. This frightened them.
Every time they bring me up to
Their faces and I look into their eyes
I think: this is it
At last they recognize me