She tries to find him
Under another’s skin
Lost somewhere
Deep within
Shape-shifting
Changing
Never staying the same
She calls them all by his name
She tries to find him
Under another’s skin
Lost somewhere
Deep within
Shape-shifting
Changing
Never staying the same
She calls them all by his name
Can you feel it
A circle completing itself
Through you
Through the generations
You’re the shooting star
The one that spiralled far
Reaching the infinity
That they always talked about
But never realized
You’re the continuation
Of many generations
You are
A scroll
A story told
A never ending beginning
You’re millions of tales spinning
But you’re only a day old
In this universal hold
We can’t wait for the stories
You’ll be telling
I think I was lost
In a maelstrom
When our eyes met
I didn’t even notice you
So I missed out then
On what we have now
Now that I’m no longer lost
They wonder why
She sits there
Speaking language she didn’t choose
Getting much too close
To forgetting her mother tongue
Wings sealed in a box
Her brown locs
Painted blonde
They wonder why she changed
She only did it
To survive
Forever is a long time
But when it comes to you
Forever is the minute
I didn’t give up on you
Don’t forget to nurture your soul
…
You lost your pieces
Those that made you, you
And now you wander
Forgetting what you loved
To do
They poisoned the dogs in my street
They said I can no longer give them food to eat
But I’d always eat half my plate
Save it for midnight
When it’s much too late
Then I go running with the wild dogs
They poisoned the dogs in my street
And I still refuse to eat, the food on my plate
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It wasn’t about the things we knew
But about the things we’re yet to discover
The earth reveals a view
Like no other
And I stand amazed by every particle
Wishing to unveil everything a bit better
Brother my chains are heavy
Sister, give them to me
Not much difference between you and I
Branches bare
Extended to the sky
Feeling the leaves falling
Insanity calling
And our heads remain high
We’re not different, you and I
Our roots extended beyond our view
And we are judged by where we were planted
Not by what we do
We bare fruits that offend the palate of few
But oh they don’t know the healing that we can brew
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