First Gong Vol. 8: Thrust FIRST GONG 8 THRUST

BORN LIKE THIS - Chisom We were born like this With words as fire in our bossom Thrust into realms like Atlantis Slaves to words not from this world We carried this fire in our bossom till now We are born into this our world where words Assume physical bodies and we can glimpse them with our bodies Born into this our world where words punish us when we lie Embrace us when we dream We speak the words our minds’ eyes tell us Speak like prophets with words from other realms We were born like this We fetch words from different realms Bound like prisoners of war Deliver them to the ears of all We explore worlds with our words Move into realms only dreamed of by few Explore wonders of worlds untold Live the lives of princes and princesses Deliver nations from the strong hands of tyranny Melt hearts, bind hearts, break hearts Give birth to untold beauties and atrocities We are the bearers of words It is our lovely burden We will carry them in this realm And other realms only we can see. Chisom 40

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