I think a lot, way too much if you ask me. As a result of that, I end up with a head full of mostly unresolved questions. A little over a year ago, life had me asking myself the following bunch of questions. I recorded my thoughts, hid them on my SoundCloud and today I decided to quickly transcribe them for the world to see.
Can we rise?
Tell me, can we rise?
Who’s holding our destiny?
Can we be poetry?
Can we sing a new song in the morning?
Can we go past the small talk and build our vocabulary?
Can we pursue what we want and break the norms of society?
Can we break off the past,shake off the dust?
Can we rise from the ashes,can we do that?
And the mountains on our shoulders, can we lay them down?
The mountains on our shoulders, can we lay them on the ground?
Can we rise?
Tell me, can we rise?
Yes we can rise.
We can rise.
Yes we can. I rose from a pit so deep and dark I had become become convinced that I couldn’t rise from it. Yes we can rise!
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