Apparently Apparel
Regard what you dispel as cause
Relate to us what you claim to be yours
We’ll ask you to denounce culture-driven associations
Without lifting a claw.
Verily in the presence of restrictions,
Our words paint your walls
But worlds within worlds cannot hypostatize your resistance,
We’ll just show you who we are
And hybrid aloud
Announces your round
If you turn, time will tell what a human is as well
If you take the ride,
You’ll never again be able to shut your eyes
Because I am the night
I am what suffering pays for when ecstasy has taken the right
Our years together, you’ll tell, that without her
You might as well
Call it off
Call a cry
But I won’t ask you to fight
I won’t even ask you to stand
The armies of men with barrels of fire power in hand will take with reprimand
Slave deserts will encircle your towns
Flame will carry on through darkness
As seasons slumber over for the next arrival
Whose smile breaths aloud where the Pharaoh sleeps tonight
Copyright © Zhian Mostofi | Year Posted 2012
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