Slay
Slay
Slay
Messy hair, messy day
Fulfilling happiness is not an easy way.
Grazing through the center stone
Filled with chilling effect through the bones.
Drifting away here and today
Slowly lighting the passage underway
Underneath the pillows of thorns
Beyond the red black soothed horn.
Let the season fall to its end
Savor the lonely thrills of the wind
Let the voices echoes to its depth
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And let out the agony with a deep breath,
Oh, make way for yourself to slay
No matter how drifted, no matter how gray
No matter how fallen, no matter how barren
Walk past through the road that has been untrodden.
Oh, Self! Make way for the best of all ages
You've took the fall and paid all life's baffling wages
Get up, fix up and slay once more
You will have the victory under your core.
© 2022 Marian Lazadas
