There’s a ferocity in me that could burn a city
And I walk in silence with their self pity
Coz I’m chomping at the bit
And I know I can take any hit
They could ever launch
Even when I dip my toe in raunch
But I need chains to hold me back
It is not evidence of something that I lack
The beast inside me roars when I see the lonely girl
Who looks out unto the world
And the child without a mother
Sister without a brother
All the crimes they’ve ever done
And what if I am the one
To nail the coffin shut, what if I strike wrong
Because this is not a song
This is a battle cry
And when I scream it someone will die
By my hand
I don’t need you to understand
Just to be prepared
Because a better man would be scared
Of all I am capable of
It’s just I do it in the name of love
Beautiful poetry. I relate to what I am interpreting in your words. My fury is also born from love. I rarely write about the positive aspects of our world. I speak about the ugly things nobody wants to talk about or acknowledge, and the reason is because of love, not hatred. Thank you.
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Thank you so much for your words and your understanding Angela, that is the essence what I was hoping to convey, that love sometimes speaks with a strong voice, it has many flavours and truth does not mince its words. Love to you Angela and the gift your heart is to the world ❤️
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Much love to you as well. It’s so great to find a kindred spirit who also fights in the name of love. ❤️
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