AN INTERLUDE CALLED MENTE // MAJID ALTURKI

in ,

– Overture –

Where it all begins
above the crud
and the unstable grounds.

– I –

It’s hidden,
but the pressure
is well noticed.
bits of filth
are on your legs.

– II –

Something seems different..
you probably wouldn’t know,
but you feel weaker,
bent a little.
your legs are stained.

– III –

It’s gloomier and darker now;
too late to change anything.
You’re trapped under the
force of your will.
you’ve lost sight of
your feet.

– IV –

All seems withered and
the air tastes a bit stale.
giving up seems like
all you can do now;
you close your eyes
waiting for what may
come. Your knees have
clamped, and you feel crushed.

– V –

No breathing is left;
all light has been consumed.
It’s cold and damp
and your skin is crawling.
people simply step over
and around the place
you stay in. Sight is barely
possible anymore;
you kneel in submission,
a victim to the world.

Is it time to buy time?

– VI –

Rest assured, there is no need
for further misfortunes.
now, you've been suffering
for a life time.
kneel down,
plead and dispute.

Live on.