As the breath returns and the stars shine eternally,
In glee the locusts spread across the night,
The crops and the disease vanquished outright-
Maybe the wounds were meant to bleed until scarification,
Maybe the life was meant to flow until depletion.
Walking, running crawling, sliding towards the light,
The followers of regression, capitulate and give up the fight,
As screaming souls banish the solar system to its rightful place,
The lies of life and the deceptions of death show true face-
Grieve for the days gone and the suffocation still-
A stampede against the future destroyed through mind-kill.
J.Bibi
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