born to run

Along the rolling thunders loud, we escape the crowd.

Leaving behind a dust of doubt; engulfed with the egoists and proud.

Somewhere on a road abound; we keep travelling on untrodden grounds.

Can you hear the sounds?; they call us to reach for the crown.

a crown of thorns. a crown of tears;

a crown that will make us lose our mind and years.

Thrill boundless; bond less with those that tend to rest.

In the race to become the best; we go through the trials and test.

Come flying off the top rope; cling on to the hand of hope.

A twist of fate; the pursuit of finding self;

now you know me? that makes one of us.

A work that serves; soul, jazz and love.

find yourself.

further words that are written will help others find themselves.

born to run; born to fight;

born for keeping ablaze the dying light.

he that knows self accepts others around him.

a society of equals; a society of our dreams.

all riders; no kings.