One fragile word
lost within the complexities
of my existence,
where it should have never wandered.
A vast city full of crooked alleys
that offer no guidance.
One honorable word cursed
by my conscience
and
blessed
by my threatening silence,
as I look down at my blood-stained hands.
One majestic word in harmony
with all that carries a soul
and a heart that can wield a sword
skillfully,
and pierce this empty black-hole.
My inner deceiving warlord.
One lonely word arouses
so much confusion and controversy.
And yet, I don’t hesitate
with my choices.
I turn to the only path, the only alley
which offers salvation from humankind’s sad fate...
