Press that Play button
And it shall go,
"Misery, you insist that
the weight of the world,
... to be on your shoulders"
That whole imaginary planet
Of fuckin' apes and dinosaurs
Sitting on the shoulders
Like the freaking Atlas
Pulling the Milky Way
To a single Homosapien
Crowding its tiny brain
Bursting the alveolus
Depriving every bodying cells
From the soul of humanity
Putting a plot to a story
Full of psychedelic sublime
Hey you!
Sitting in the corner
Rise up and stand
Toss away that sphere of madness
For the bells that toll
Shall be irrelevant
When you pull your muscles
To carve a realistic smile
Or hyprocritical ones
(It does not matter)
As long as you embrace
The shine of a crazy diamond
And let the past come to past
By Jo Haq
21 April 2021
12:05 am
KL Eco City
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