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2 years agoon

I stopped living
The day I came of age
Like Loki,
I’m burdened with great purpose
Dreams of a future
I want to have
Are haunting me
Please set me free
I’ve seen people my age
Leaving this Earth
With nothing to their names
Fate has wiped them from existence
I’m consumed by the fear
That I’m doomed to fail
Is this generation cursed?
Please Lord, set us free
I’ve seen things I can’t comprehend
My heathen heart
Is too weak to believe the signs
Oh Lord, free me from these chains
I don’t blame you
For this sealed fate
That’s biting our tails
But you can’t watch in silence
Give us strength
©Pearson Kusekwa