mayabini

I’ll become a free bird… yes! I will
Even though in a brutal moment
You’ve clipped my feathers.
Even though crimson blood
is oozing out of it all along.

I’ll still try to fly… yes! I will
Even though a thousand times
I might stumble and bite the dust.
Even though you may conspire to kill me…all over again
But can you kill my spirit? No way!!

The body will free my spirit one day
The tears, the smiles, hope and despair
Won’t mean a damn to me that day.
Above the tranquil sea, in the n^th heaven
Like a free bird, like a free spirit…
I’ll fly… eternally… yes! I will.