TRANSVERSAL OF LIFE.. Maid Corbic

 

  

Between two fires thrown into the gap of hard times
I made the transversal of life, I turn around with fear
Yes I will live from today to tomorrow
And I really care about everything that follows
Travel, hero, travel bravely

And what does the destiny as determined for you know
What message it carries and what value it has
Don't be like the others, choose your happiness
She's waiting for you, somewhere far away while
You hold current events with memory
In retrospect, you throw yourself into the reflection of darkness
It borders on this, that, the fifth, the tenth
But it is always connected by something sacred
In other words, the transversal of life

In the palm of your hand, three lines show you three steps
Waiting for every tailor of destiny
And it will catch up with what is left unsaid
The fruit of imagination, pushing me into heavy iron shackles
Dusty and sweaty, hungry and thirsty
Eager to live in the dashes of his freedom

And one day the sun will shine bathed
My character, as I sneer in the transversal
Crossroads, half-alive and forgotten by God
There will still be waiting for some decisions
Diagonally or obliquely, with a turn or not
You can't get away from reality easily
My heart is pounding, as if someone is chasing me

And the sky opened hard, so she cried
With all the strength that is not arranged and harmonious
It doesn't have to be the way you imagine it
Let it be unexpected and strange
Because you live in a busy life only then
When those carefree days of life are over
And you want everything to be the same as before
That you are smiling, but fear overwhelms you
Anger catches in strange ways, unreal

A transversal of life when you pass
You will find good and bad people, travelers
What they walk on a zebra made of shadow
Day turns into night, the moon is lost
From the force of the blow, that place will become sinful
God will take you to himself, you will dream of youth
Which fades in red roses and a glimmer of hope
That it will get better someday, but it can't
You are no longer in the decision of life, you are being persecuted
Dark shadows of the past that reason is not
Understood the transversal, the heart of his emotion
And all you see around you is a ruined nest

What can I hope for more, when it is not the same
Go through the transversal without looking back
Everything used to be better until they came
Decisions that seemed very hasty.

Author: Maid Corbic
Tuzla, Bosnia and Herzegovina 🇧🇦