“If it costs you your peace, it’s too expensive” -Paulo Coelho
Even nature pays the price.
Who are we to hide?
Unlike other times, you can’t bribe.
Neither every trial summons with a subpoena
Nor repercussions need a decree for a sentencing hyena.
Deeply buried in the chasm
are past acts streaming like plasm
Surfacing to liberate giving violent spasm.
Truth will float
Caved somewhere so remote.
Pity, you can’t find a new scapegoat.
All the backups of burial stuck in only a note.
Will you now dirty your hands and use garrotte?
Time has come
To succumb
Don’t play dumb
Let’s total the sum. Gracefully accept what you shall become.
A chance, new era, new lore to hum.
~ti_ka?
Thank you for reading!
