An Ember on the Chest

When are you gonna understand,
That you are there as people are
You are human as people are
You are an alien looking for a new homeland?

Getting along with you is sweet,
Being with you is sweeter than forbidden honey,
Coasting more than an ember on my weak chest,
Igniting more than a burning steel bar on my torn lips.

Tell me how I can change you,
Tell me how I can make you feel what I feel,
Is it a must to be the same person?
For I see under the light that we are not.

… I will never give up.
I see those around me change.
Deceiving one anther …
Thinking that they got it.

Have you asked what does he want from you?
Most probably …yes.
Do you dare ask why?
No! Ye know.
When are you gonna understand?
Doing what is right ain't easy…
When are you gonna enjoy doing what is right?
When are you gonna learn?

Is there hope?
People change…and the world might come to an end…
You stumble and you do fall…
But you rise up and stare right in my eyes.
Your compassion overwhelms me.

Knowing what is going on is like slapping me in the face.
You sit and you ponder…things change;…the world does…
But you are so static…motionless…but never cold…
When are you gonna open your eyes?
Ye needa see that you are static…

But I love you to be static…firm…
Just I needa know that you are static…
On the Right Ground…

I am not afraid and I can't be afraid…
You are with me…
Your suffering awakens me…
Your heart hits me in the face…

None is true,
You are there,
You,
Incomparable,
They kneel before your goodness,
They adore your pen,
They needa no awareness what is a pen!
It don't matter,
For I do.

I am here,
You are there…
The ember on the chest will remind me forever…
The burning steel bar on my torn lips will keep me awake.

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