Echo

Reflect on all the time spent, this is where the lies end

I was born and I have learned to hate

I have learned to separate the soul from flesh

I have learned that it is not my breath

But that of a God I do not know

Of beliefs I am told to hold

I will let this go

The only way through this terror of life is this divine light

Have a look and read with me

God said, Allah said, Abraham, Judas

They demand, they demand such small things

So you can be pardoned for your sins

Oh what do I have to be sorry for, I have learned to fail?

One small sip from the grail of your sins father

Teach me things I dare not dream

Teach me things to make sense of it all

Why do I breathe so shallow now?

Why can I not remember the faces of those I love?

I am slowly fading away

Oh pity to us our great Gods are finer in robes of cotton

Of braille in bones, this blood and tears I can feel in each seam

I dare not ask anymore, I dare not dream

Bury me slowly, so I do not know how I suffocate

Bury me slowly, so I may reproduce this hate

Let me teach it to my sons and daughters

Let them know what I am by making them the only man I ever knew

How can I get through to you?

Volatile and fragile, we are children bearing children

Failures of our fathers and their fathers and the fathers before them

So we are taught, what have we learnt?

And when we dissipate into the fibres of the earth

Nothing will remain

Convolute with oneself

To embark from the shade to reach full potential

Memories will shatter like glass

Ignore distress and disorder

Before it will be too late to see what could have been

What could have been