The Dirt Under Your Rug

Everyday is a new day to fight

We are gathering to take what is ours

The road to freedom is in unity

And so brothers and sisters let’s not

see colour

Look beyond the rays and shades

It’s all flesh and bones

match forward with integrity

Burning down gates of excellsius egoism

You Scream I want it all
We Scream this is not all
Not enough to undo the dids
The costs are higher than you claim
You take take take and give back none

Every day We wake up to a globalized world

But you swept the bills under the rug

Those third world countries you created
Can they be first again?

The souls of my ancestors

They’ll keep jumping into new flesh

They’ll keep demanding royal crest

We unit through freedom or we unit

after war

@loveeiriny

Turning Tables

Dear Love,

I See you are generous to many

Just not to one

Its trending notoriously, how you hit the weak harder and the strong lesser.

I accept you are some type of common good I struggle to obtain

The price is high after tasting freedom

Female empowerment comes with an opportunity cost, the world is yet to encounter

And so the blame is not on you Love

The more I feel empowered

the longer is my list

I won’t bother chasing you

Instead I’ll sit right here

I’ll wait for you to choose me

I’ll watch how you stumble and fall

I’ll turn the tables around

You’d think I’m bitter by now

But I’m soft and sweet and unique

Catch me if you can..

@loveeiriny