Stubborn

I'm lost, I'm lost, isolated,

I'm drifting, I'm sifting through the sand

of my motherland now I pay the cost

Exposed to the rays of the heat

that are burning down my back

I'm crawling, then falling on my knees

but no-one hears my pleas.

I lie with the demons coming outta the sandstone,

vultures strip my bones and now I'm conscious

but yet I'm all alone

and all the **** I've been fearing is now appearing

Yes the air is screaming

but I'm not dreaming, no.

Not dreaming now. No dreaming now.

And after torniquet tightens on vein

then I begin again.

Retinas burn from the glare on the wing of a plane

Now without thinking I respond,

first comes to seal the bond

with myself and then further beyond.

The air, dry, breeds clear thoughts, a level head.

I'll be no use to my loved ones when I'm dead

so I pass the time learning, planning, assimilating

till I excel and I can tell

that these mountains are not a cage but a gauge

of all the unseen majesty

they will always be part of me.

And though I trusted and was lied to by my own

I bear no grudge and I carry no millstone.

No, I carry nothing.

****ed over in a small pressurized cabin,

a wound is a safe place to crawl.

A warm place, would I throw it all away?

End it all? The pain is so reliable.

What do I remember? Old words.

I learn new words, absorb, explore.

Fall down in the dust

and smell the rain, metallic.

When I fall I will stand up again,

stubborn boy,

disease passes through me like spirits.

When I break I will heal

and when I fall I will stand up again.