Who speaks
Words from another dimension
There is silence yet we hear
Who moves there
Who pulls us back
Invisible vocal cords tie up destiny
The exodus is on but no one is moving
Stuck in a place
A place that moves backwards
Who is the puppet master
Who pulls strings of pain
The mind travels
The body is stranded by an evil anchor
How do we break free
In orbit around a cursed centre
Someone must be in charge of this rottenness.
Too organised to be pure chance
Dreams were nice to recount
Now million dreams cramp the runway
No flight No dreams come true
Are we going to die motionless with fastened seat belts?
We drank that rocket fuel
We lit a match
The planning is over
Lift off! Anywhere but here
28/02/2024
Babawilly
