All souls
Mask of cries paint the eyes all black like 1000 souls mending...
Makes me think of the girl who speaks to angels and if she found her family yet or if her story is still pending
Your ever cry to the lightening in a purple sky?
Or dance (in a cage) all alone caught in a lullaby?
They say the adrenaline cause the pendulum swinging
They see me roll strong and strike as they turn while they're slinging
Thinking back to the days when there was a midnight, and how now a living hell that exceeds my every birth rite
Like a zombie from Bombay they say the Malay can only pray upon a psalm to be
But I only relate to the first cause that's all I ever see
Not to be confused with the priestess
As the dead tap to remind us they reach us
I have no craft just an eye and the tounge some debate
If you can't coexist, learn to desist and tolerate
You can catch the glitch of a witch, On a split second of an off... or on a not quite right...
Especially the ones that trace as and when they write
Operator your crossing the line in crossing our lines...
weeping penalties way worse than fines
And in this somn I hope you finally find the eagle and the snake...
Then, when... you'll be trapped in world where there are no bars, just your own wars...
And life... there is one to take or one that is fake
As I noticed it's only the truth most of them hate, so i reiterate!!
Faith in My God and My Culture as I know every crow that still fly reinstates it fate.
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Open mic has been so slow and I've responded to most again, I'll check tomorrow if there is more to read so I can post my links if that is ok?
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