I’m a tree! I’m not a tree. Been listening to ‘Rest Inside The Flames’ all evening. Most definitely my favourite album of all time. Favourite as in ‘The favourite’ All time as in “All of time past and present’ It doesn’t depend on mood at all. It’s lyrically beautiful and musically breathtaking. And there lies my next blog!
Everyone says that it’s gone so fast. That time flies and wounds heal. And for those people it may be so, but they don’t echo what I feel.
I planted a rose in your memory and it bloomed all summer long. The sweetest scent filled the garden. I find it so hard now you are gone.
I could rewrite these lines just to try and define this empty space in my heart….but I can’t.
I waited and waited for what I’m not sure. Maybe for some sense of normalcy to return.
I reached out to that emptiness you offered, that unforgiving coldness available in abundance.
Then it ceased, the yearnings end. I waited. Too long. Lost opportunities gone. I stopped waiting.
Cages full to the brim with innocent lives.
That’s fear that you smell as they sharpen their knives.
Parading their victims on the streets of Yulin.
There’s no remorse here, no shame. Just barbaric sin.
Have you witnessed the hell there? Have you turned your back?
Are you void of emotions that’s a life in that sack!
Don’t tell us it’s culture and we don’t understand.
It’s animal genocide and there’s blood on your hands.
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