• Ellis Unchained

Unforgiving Powers

Exit the plane

Several hours after the crippling pain

Is this fire or pan?

Each abrasive grain

Under the feet surely this is inhumane

No gain for locals

No gain for so called hero’s

So hot the tin can motorised box

The fellowship begins to faint

Acquaint with reality I question morality

The heat Runs deep

The depths of mantle

Reality becomes weak

Jesus Moses Buddha I see

Visionary miracle

I’m here based on deceit

Relief Mirage

Our minds peace.

By Ellis Unchained

Work of Unchained Wisdom ©


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