Zombie

The soldier holds the gun
His hands bleeding blood
His eyes seeking water
His tongue begging for redemption
Another soul worn out
The sun holding on
Till he remembers
His former name
One lost in the bullets shot

Open your eyes
Never follow their ways
You are not a zombie
You are a leader
Birthed from sin
Break the chains that hold you
Faint from the heat
Clean the sweat
And make justice your birth name

“Unknown,” they might call you
But, only the sun knows your day
The moon showers your night
Blessing you with balance
With a foot on soil,
Walk the earth,
Be unafraid
For fear is your only faith

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