Forsaken of memory
Begotten Human
Dust lingering longingly
In hallowed Temple halls
Adorning walls composed of fictions
Dreamings all inside of mind
Ashes of Stardust
Sparkling in Time
Obscuring the I
Within own eyes
Screams of Imposter
And I look around
Amid a sea of turning heads
Refugee in Asylum
Zion is a Vision
Yet maturity is fantasy
Games are played
In our sordid nursery
Survival is a Prize
The broken Hallelujah
Rise Up
Be Free
MH
10.01.2024
Image by Lady Painter Art
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