Mind Over Matter
A wait for salvation
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Mind over matter
Triumphant
Fearless
He walks away without a frown
Stood tall in front of a crowd eagerly waiting
A saviour in the land of freedom
The crowd hungry, waiting for food and salvation
Damnation
Creatures of the land looking up to a figure, godlike
Greeting an ancient crucifix
Fearful of death, fearless of heartache and pain
Have we made it so far, structure of glue and tar
Shattered across time, we wait for him
His freedom of the real and reality
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Coffee in a Whiskey Glass
How one waits for their romance to return, eagerly, sadly, sleeplessly. Their insecurities and thoughts in this patriarchal society.
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As I sit here with coffee in a whiskey glass
Hoping for the time spent apart to roll and pass
Hoping for my wait, the walk through a forest with smoking grass
Patriarchy, the man, running wild, for a prey, not in the distant mile
Seek for a you, a version of you, maybe you
Their drools swamp the ground as I wait and search, yet not found
This day you told me, you’d return
Now it feels like a maybe, with that sun turn
I sit awake at night, waiting for you to knock on the door
I could find an island in your arms, poetry in your eyes and I sit here in pain hoping not for a lullaby
It’s hard to numb the weight of my eyes, same feeling when I’m mesmerised
Race to the door, please, as fast, as I sit here sipping my coffee in a whiskey glass
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