THE SAFEST SPACE FOR MY UNSOLICITED OPINIONS

Not every plan moved clockwise
As time impatiently marched on
Never once it sprang to mind
Those ill-fated wings fell to the unknown

23 years old when God rang your alarm
Made you gracefully leaving the horizon
Never once it went through this head
My September nightmare was a vision

Is it cruel to disregard their vulnerability
as I’m drown with mine
when the thought of your silhouette
moves in the delicate veins of my bloodline?

I put me some Fleetwood and Tori
Or gloomy Sufjan and Clapton to mourn
What I do is recount about nothing
And call myself a lonesome firstborn

Am I a wide-eyed utopian to wish
everything always safe and sound?
Am I a selfish sibling now
to love again without you around?

Today clicks, present clocks
People see my crying won’t show
while in the silence of the dawn
these tears will never slow

When I claimed I didn’t break down
You’ve known me back there I was joking
But I’m happy now to see you
free, weightless, keep going and living

Fly high, hear the angels singing
You left us this cerebral legacy
Even when you’re gone
You did things extravagantly

Kéké

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