In these grim times, with so much sorrow and rage,
With lungs that ache, longing to scream, caged,
I’d kick, I’d push, I’d break what I can,
To wake you, my dearest, my brother, my man.
See, I know that freedom exists,
It’s just hidden by father’s fists.
The door opens only in winter’s cold, when the bear reaches the threshold,
I can pull you out from your dream,
But I can’t crawl inside your mind, you see.
Wake up, for only you can flee from the devil’s hold.
We kicked something…
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