I have been told that of the gods and goddesses
I have been warned of their wrath
I have been spoken to
But I cared less of what was told- a history
But here now I ask you
If you are prepared to die abandoned or if you’ve seen some sing in despair
and yet continue to blow the ashes this life has given knowing
the consequences of unreturned passion that sifts within
Once, in that embrace, I was convinced that
No matter, we all have to suffer-
to go through what we ought to and surrender most of our physical value in order to lay the carpet for whichever path the sun chooses to illuminate
Or would you let it?
I want to know if you’re ready to sweep the floor from unwanted sadness
Ready to excuse yourself from immense boredom
To help you grow, to lead you on
to have so much compassion towards the pain of others and to the pain you made for yourself
I’m interested to know if you’re interested to live, day by day,
In this world that never lacks commodity
What was turned to oblivion then now becomes a necessity
I’d like to know if you can still turn your back, to look at what was left behind now is in front of you
and say here’s where I stand, I know what’s beneath me and from here I’m marking a new path
I’m going without turning my back.
Because even the gods and goddesses know of God.