Cri de Coeur
Running as rivers
Soft as gleam
Maybe liquid
Maybe steel
Yet with a noble cause
Seeking for will
Might be a boubou of regrets
Might be a call for what the soul rejects
Taciturn or a screech
All that matters is what the soul rejects
Might be against humanity’s law
But please make it raw
Void of emotions or flaming as hell
It all matters if it’s going to be recoil
Or proceeding exploits.
Sometimes all it really requires Is a challenge, after proven worthy, breeds confidence to achieve that which the mind as conceived for a while. After a little manifestation of one’s dreams, there’s always going to be an inclination to success. Faith like food is also required; Strength and will must not retire…