brave trust



Lions and tigers in dens 
are chronically suicidal
when a nightmare
is all there is
in this prison.

The sky is so blue
and free when it's 
the dream in this 
home to roam,
flying with winds and breezes.

The certain nightmare
comes and goes,
here and there,
opening up the wounds
again with a bubble
of non loved life,
now and again
and again.

It will never end.

Lions and tigers in dens 
are chronically suicidal, 
once in a while 
remembered.
They live on
to become the kings and queens
of jungles,
once free from the prison.
Say human stories
told while looking at
the blue so blue sky
through oddly shaped
prison bars,
or being free.

It will never end.

In my hurt hands, there is no power.
To change the world, to rule it,
to clean it, to share it.
In our hands, there is the power
to be and make happy.

It will never end.

 

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