"Inspired"
Earth moves in revolutions...and hours stand still
my destiny is to become a speaker of free speech in a land shut down
you know not my capability and i'd advise you against stepping on spiritual stones
you can't crush the willpower of a forceful creature and merciful teacher
I spare your existence only because the balance is needed
Too much good and sweet produces rotten teeth
and complacency...comfortable with what is normal
my vocal cords shatter lung cavities into slow breath vestures
behold the sight of a black knight with breast plates
sword in hand approaching the forked road
looking at my choices in life and saying to the 4 corners
"watch me fly above them all".
wind through hair strands and light from hazel eyes
carrying the pain of 7 years of self inflicted torture
when my soul returns to mortal soil
you....will....tremble.
as you all were.
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