Sin of the Wind

The easy whispers of the wind

Calmn and peaceful within

Hair ruffled

Smile not shuffled

 

Intoxication floods a heart

Cool breeze keeps it from falling apart

Glorious skin dares the wind to stay awhile

Without it the lips would have no reason to smile

 

The around winds therefore brought its wrath

Strings of hair everywhere in the aftermath

Trees shaking afraid of being in its path

Dark splotches confined with the physcopath

 

The astounding smile died

Shard words pierce the wind that tried

Clear blood falls from hurt grey clouds above

Wind just craved to open its true feelings and love

 

Wind now taking on another form and mass

Spirals touchdown on the frisky grass

Wanting to leave with this arrow in its heart

Tripping and falling it tears others and itself apart

 

Multiple rotations of the sun

The fearful wind is no longer in full run

Peaceful breeze takes place

Smiles spread but the wind would never again embrace

Comments

aphiwe

SLAVE IS MY NAME

Shout out to them fools!!!

You laughed on my face

because of my race,

thinking i'm scared, i aint a coward

ever wondered why i'm called slave?

 

Slaves are;trustworthy,commited

Hard working and dedicated.

As long as you still laughing 

i aint gonna fade, im a praying slave.

 

Israel enslaved for decades,ashamed,

but managed to escape through faith.

''i mean from captivity straight to the throne.''

and i'm gonna do the same and stay strong.

 

whether i am right or wrong,

i am not going to dance to the

rhythm of my enemy's song.

with no consideration to how 

the message is strong.

 

blaming and battling you 

is not the way to go, 

but thanking and serving you

is what i'm aiming for.

 

just like a boring mathematics class

you have just proven,

the sum of struggle equals to success,

and i came with the i dea of 

seeking haters,i mean can you make it

to the top without step ladders?

Its Slave you're chasing you're

Goodass!!! 

 

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