I am weak I am beat
I do not know the terrain but I approach all the same
It is war
Who knows who and who knows what
There are those fortunate enough
To know the codes and the secrets
And thus they thrive and survive

Not one among us know the other
It is not as though we are brother and sister
We are no kin
But we are all kindred spirits
All of them lost
Me just a little bit more found than they

There are heroes
It was a dream yet way more than just a dream
A path that many will soon follow for years to come
They are heroes and we all can be if we so choose it

I saw Iron Man yesterday
He sang upon the stages
And beat his gongs and crystal brass
I wonder what his struggles were
What moves him and makes him stagnate

He has moved me by giving me a night I will never forget
Let me know when he had dreamt
Because it was clear to me that he had lead

I saw Trinity and Morpheus two Fridays ago
They had led me here

Such a depraved way of living
When we all drank from the same coolade
Some got the worst and some got the best out of it
Unfortunately I got clarity

Yet
I am bound by chains, I cannot touch
Like my masters before me
They neither bragged nor reached for laurels
Yet they are known to have struck the hearts of many
I beg the world listen to us
Unbreak our hearts and lead our youth to reason
Where is the light of liberty, equality and the pursuit of happiness
When none of us act upon it