A blazing light appeared in air
Mesmerised, I stopped to stare
The pair of flare, I’m made aware
a shooting star, so bright, so rare
Bright and shine, it’s never dark
the glitters bright, with dazzling spark
The stadium’s loud, the crowd alive
the lions stand, the pride survives
We do not work, we do enjoy
the grapes of vine, there’s also toys
To walk is crime, to talk is primed
there’s glass of wine, in every dine
Someone comes, with Joseph’s cloak
they said we’re free, it’s freedom toast
there’s no command, they’re from ghost
the colours bright, the dreams awoke
I was crowned with gold and gems
very vain, behold and bold
The room is filled with pics displayed
My pic is there, they’re everywhere
The stars don’t move, the sun won’t set
The joy feels staged, the smiles regret
A whispered voice, a warning spell
Is this heaven, or is this hell?
The doors were locked, though none would say
The night stood still, no break of day
No pain, no loss, no tear to shed
But neither love, nor dreams ahead
A world so bright, yet cold as stone
A kingdom grand, yet not my own
And in the mirrors, all I see
A hollow face that once was me
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