GRASS GROWS THROUGH CONCRETE

Black Pearl

Precious jam gemstone

Wazir Wiz

Before the Hangman's last breath,

He had to get something

off his chest,

soldier's eyes put

The hangman’s soul to the test.

Like the last supper

One denies while

the other one betrays—

Similar, on how the

World behaves

They rather take

The shoes from our feet

They take clothes off

Our back

Even when we never attack

Those catches couldn’t

hardly stand the heat

Before they love to

press repeat

We always fall down on

Own/ alone

From our heads to the ground where we meet—

We stand like grass

Cause grass

grows through concrete.

They ar ...