I never thought this feeling would return
Dry lands have turned into rivers filled with thoughts .
I'm overwhelmed with inspiration
I don't know which topic to tackle first
I might just tackle them all
Flag on the play!!!! , the truth gets you turned into a target , I'll never be a sitting duck
I'll never stop moving ,I'm like a busy body child
I'm aware of the schemes I never take the bait , it irks me to the core to watch people fall victim to division.
My country is a playground for hatred
Half of the citizens are aware of this
The other half treat it like it doesn't exist
Placing a rug over the spill doesn't make it disappear
My eyes are wide open , I see so clearly
Everything I observe feels likes it's transparent
It's apparent there's an opposition that rather my eyes stay closed
Society will never spearhead my ideals
My ego is basement level
I have zero craving for attention
I prioritize morals over monetary gain
I'm apart of the dying breed that chooses to wake up and see truth in the midst of a world filled with distractions
I won't walk on egg shells
I stand firm on my word