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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