Recollecting Fortress
In times when memories are collated in a safe place, a fortress of memories.
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I'll just wait for a while
While you drown in a sōliloquium of denial
Tucked away inside my fortress of memories
Walls of a vault crowded with vivid imagery
Soft, driven, harsh and mad, like some new language
I see a life, and it’s people, profoundly called bondage
Far away from materialistics
Like a deer
Prone to wound
For jests can be feigned for the living
A tiger, a bush, cloaking
You stay in my fortress, bolted
Victimise myself as I see it all manifested
Maybe I’ll just linger here for a while
Not to touch but to take, maybe it isn’t mine
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Tenants
What of the world we call our own, it never has been.
Welcome to a land of sparrows, sheep and snow leopards
We invite you to a holy place where we live and kill to procreate
They let us in sardonically into their sanctum, we the shepherds
We walk in to take over their kingdom divine as if it were desolate.
Strategise our advantage, let’s kill one another over disputes and heartache
We survive in a taken land, with pride and honour,
Over boundaries that never existed, slowly killing ourselves with hate
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