The Good Fight
Trying to fight a good fight,
The good fight,
Why?
Why not,
Makes me feel better,
Gives me purpose and hope,
Keep trying,
Keep Fighting.
Whispers to the Sky
"Whispers to the Sky" I used to carry shadows in my chest, heavy as sins, Thought my secrets were safe where the angels begin, But time taught me mercy’s a fragile, thin line, A truth you unwrap, it's not yours to define, I prayed to the silence, let my heart be the vault, Every burden I held, But the moment I speak what the stars used to keep, The weight lifts, but so does the truth—no sleep. A secret’s a prayer, meant for the divine, Once you let it slip, the walls start to crumble, It’s between you and God, let the heavens align, Once it’s out, it’s a storm you can’t outrun, Trust a human to be a human, flawed and undone, But God? He’s the ceiling where whispers are done. I saw my brothers fold, saw my sisters break, Heard lies in the laughter, pain in the cake, You think you can trust, but the tongue’s a sharp blade— What you confide soft, they broadcast with pride, A rumor’s a fire that starts from a spark, Now the whole town’s lit by a truth they purloin, I bled in ...
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