Snap shatter crack!
Crunch underfoot in great big boots!
Three trillion pieces scattered across the room,
Like the pieces of me buried in my past.
I never know what to say,
Believe it or not I do NOT have a way with words.
Only collecting thoughts and shaping them
Into something relevant,
Long after they’re relevant.
Say something anyways you ought
Nonsensical no matter,
If it’s loud enough we’ll get it one day.
Speak out just like I haven’t,
Yours is a story that we need to hear.
Forget the whispers of deceit
Forget the shackles of your prison
Forget the people that took your power away.
Destroy the silence with the bomb that is your truth!
– Vagabond Prophet
Vagabond Prophet 