Willingness

Beyond the fog of blandness

Which shaped and framed our world

Could you feel the breathe of the wind ?

Could you guess how sweet is the light

Of a thousand mighty suns

Which devour all the dark

We spread with our guns

And we bled with our hearts ?

I’m so tired of being a dot,

My mind has been shot

I need two days for today’s thought

I slowly seek a dream

I fought

I doubt

I’ll hope

Inside, my home is willingness

Ahead, a fight might be hopeless

I’ll still chase bliss in my mind

Of a thousand mighty suns

which devour all the dark

We spread with our guns

And we bled with our hearts

I’m so tired being a dot,

My mind has been shot

I need two days for today thoughts

I slowly seek a dream

I fought

I doubt

I’ll hope