The vastness of life

Have you believe in the vastness of life.

When you’d find yourselves more than lambs waiting for their slaughter.

Been searching for moments that would strive.

A little scent you can’t forget, A little laughter.

 

Yet you find yourselves trapped in a confined room, without mercy nor prayer.

You got to believe in something, they say, in this life that offers so little, you got to believe in something.

But I believe in the vastness of life.

And I am praying in a room without much light, without much right.

Unmoved, though unshackled.

And I believe in the vastness of life.

 

And I believe in the vastness of life.

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