Allora (Then)
Allora (Then)
Thousands of decades ago
Life didn't really look pleasurable.
But we all stuck without any ego,
Together we fought for a smile on our table
Then, mountains were made to worship.
Swimming, the only means to survive.
Then, it was better than a ship.
Gradually day to day we thrived.
Only the chosen one can dream.
Their thoughts served as message from gods.
Only the chosen one can dance and scream
When it comes to appeasing gods.
To others, it is blasphemy.
So they are offered to god of death as enemy.
© Saintpradol
Thousands of decades ago
Life didn't really look pleasurable.
But we all stuck without any ego,
Together we fought for a smile on our table
Then, mountains were made to worship.
Swimming, the only means to survive.
Then, it was better than a ship.
Gradually day to day we thrived.
Only the chosen one can dream.
Their thoughts served as message from gods.
Only the chosen one can dance and scream
When it comes to appeasing gods.
To others, it is blasphemy.
So they are offered to god of death as enemy.
© Saintpradol



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