It Sure Took a Long, Long Time
A Poem about loneliness
If mankind perished,
That junk would be all useless
That trunk would be full of pests
She pass only when the moonlight shifts
The woman that i hope would be my eve
Also, the one that scarred my heart a rift
Anyone will never know about the war, that war
Or at least even care when done, or even slightly hear?
For me, if you want to know
I do care and i do know
I know all the cold and the dark
All the secrets that were inside me
That linger around my front yard
I’m a guest in my own home
though, a king of my retreat.
Such diversity and fluctuation, what exactly did we face?
Pressurize me from the day of born, but at least it isn’t a race
Man sometimes forgot his past at king’s crest
Becoming unstoppable, having no time to rest
Ocean waves have roaring for retreat
Indicating the arrival of the great fleet
The mood turns, as white as bleaching
Look at the sky, bear witness to It’s coming
Soon, the blessed rays of the sun will shine once again,
And usher into this world, the one who‘ll make me great again.
