Sad Friedrich, I have let you down.
Your words require strength to heed,
Though once I swim through thinking freed
The waves move swift to pull me down.
It’s easy to resist a sound
when silently it sings along,
and quietly it whispers wrong,
beneath a bustling life abound.
To wear a shield while peace does reign -
and challenge all with levelled stare,
and vow to strike down all who dare
impede the progress of my brain.
However, as storm follows lull
The voices come; the cold winds blow
Where tensions mount like falling snow.
And I seek refuge from my skull.
- Aluca Sol 2023