Tuesday, 19 September 2017

Rise

I climb over the hillock of my mould,
Over the blazing settlements of the inherited valley
And the fire of conformity that smoulders the times
Over the ashes of presumptions floating in mid-air
Over the dense smoke clouds of darkness and ignorance


In my resilience
And my grit-
I rise
Above it all
And look down
Upon the blueprints of destiny
To pave my own way..
Here and now,
I rise..

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