I have never been to the peaks,
Never been to a land where it resides.
The River - my companion,
Never saw the foundation,
I hope to see the end some day
Cause I plan to see the sea
I never saw those eyes,
But I know the fear within;
Of loss and hardship,
When they sail the warship.
I never know that language,
But I can feel the odium;
I am the kill today,
Few more breadths, if escaped.
I will never see the snowflakes,
Nor the Ocean;
The River – Not my chum now;
In this tiny cell – my home now.
Waiting for my turn in isolation,
Darkness sometimes makes you look inside,
Sometimes makes you gather courage;
Courage to die, don’t even know the time and age.
