Newborns Conjured

Let the demons cry out loud...
Let the whining wolves howl all they could...
Let the sagas of miseries weep as they would..
I shall fall, but wont lay there as wood...

Ashes to dust many dreams have fled..
Rose the army again even from the dead..
Fearsome rage and grunting enemies i have behead...
From the dirt to the dark.. i have stayed and stayed ahead..

Let the rhymes keep its word...
let the rythms play as if it was cared..
Let the rooster scream like its choired...
Let the darkness peep from the chittered...

Drain to worms i have cleared...
Tears and guilt i have wiped...
Foregone s and bygones i have by passed..
Emotions and spirits i have countered..

Let the chains wind me hard...
let the sounds deaf my sound chord...
Let the sharpness saw my chest barred..
Let the brightness get my eyesight fired..

Satans and original sins i have conquered..
Reapers and Yemens i have cornered...
Self Pity and needs i have endured...
Victory and proclaim i have favoured...

Let the days play its card..
Let the seasons do as it could..
Let the sun set and rise as it would..
let the waves reach the shore for what i cared...

The great awakening i have conjured...
The new beginning i have domineered...
Its the saga unsung now re entered..
Marches will now continue with twice its might as if rediscovered..

Nidhish P Kavinnamannil