They say it travels across the mountains,
they say it walks past the oceans,
they say it supersedes the fire,
to reach beyond the bars of the prison,
to reach beyond the fields of the village,
to reach beyond the ages of the people,
and they say it never stays with any single person
and they call it the Wisdom.
It smelt like a Rose,
It shone like the moon,
It was transparent like water,
It danced like the wind,
And when I woke up to find what it was it vanished with my sleep.
Oh my beautiful dream tell me if that is what they call peace?
He stalked me to the shop,
he followed me to my school,
he watched me while I fell asleep,
he stared at the boys who spoke to me,
and when I told him to stop doing all that,
my dearest dad broke into tears.
When she cried, I cried with her,
when she laughed, I laughed with her,
when she dreamed, I dreamt with her,
but when she died I could not die with her
as I, her guardian angel was already dead.
You crushed me under the machine,
you twisted me in a container,
you burdened me with enormous weight,
and I will take my revenge by not decomposing for a million years,
I will get my revenge by intoxicating the rivers,
and polluting the air you breathe and hurting the health you care the most.
And I, the plastic will never forget my vow.
