Thursday, January 23, 2025

ODE TO THE STONE THAT KILLS

 i will break

i will shatter into pieces uncountable

i will stumble

i will stagger through time immeasurable


the distance becomes the man and the man consumes the distance in this struggle to evolve into a cascading tide of essence


i will heal

i will mend these infinite shards of me

i will rise

i will resurrect in the finite dawn


but i will never bend to this evil cast upon this world

i will never bow to a crown worn by a jackal in a liars disguise

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