A Slumber
Too long I sleep,
Only darkness I see;
Blackened, my eyes,
Blinded, I rise.
Too long I sleep,
How forgotten the world is,
How memories faded (in depth),
Like butter, it is melting,
The very life and routine, it's sickening.
Now, I rise from my slumber,
Beware, my friends, the lions awake;
Search, gnarl, scavenge everything,
For rights, sights; fight with everything,
Wage your life; future is yours to take.
Copyright © Luqman Samin | Year Posted 2020
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