The Escape

Our Soul is afraid to shut the eyes It will create more darkness The world is full of screaming lies Where to escape from this madness? There is a sea of unfulfilled dreams; And an ocean of deflated hopes Life has only few sacred beams Alongside the burning rope Who can describe the world? Do these souls have any meaning? Suppressed children and mourning adults Goodness is only good for dreaming The thoughts need badly to be flourished But enemies of wisdom block the roads Some may bloom and some may be perished The Escape take some secret codes The soul would need to open up, And speak through the window of thoughts The joy of freedom would be abrupt Power within the soul can be bought Urge is the tool of action, Strangulate the lazy daydreaming The flames would burn of your passion, With rivers of victory steaming Holding the hands of intellect And clutching the feet of dismay behind, Jumping ahead for coins to collect The soul would learn to climb Built out of the light of lord, The soul knows how to enlighten the ways The harsh brightness would burn world's eyes "The soul woke up",is what they"ll say There will be escape of soul from body It is the work of thought not death The bridges on the way may be shoddy But the words of thought should be spread