By Ghenname Zohra

Look me in the eye
Admit that all your promises are a lie
Look at me
Look at what you made of me
I’m nothing
Nothing but shattered dreams and broken will
Ruined spirit and unknown future
But i cannot be
I’m engraved in history, you see
As the bravest warrior ever lived
I am the wisdom of my father
I am the firmness of my mother
I am the clever and creative genius
I am the legacy of my ancestors
I am the glory
Of the past days and the future
I am simply your hangman
I rise to your destruction
Because this time is mine, I will have no other
I will write history

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