Well, I cannot accept neither can I deny. Some are saying I have been away. I have been right here. You have been away. Yes, You! But I have things to say. It won’t come easy but here goes.
I was aware of what would happen if I touch the ground.
I knew how many dogs and hogs and things I cannot name waited with a patience humans would adore.
You should have seen me.
You should have.
I made the best of it all. As I went down making enemies all the way.
Smiling like a hippie but burning more than a phoenix.
I hate the ground.
The dogs started fighting the hogs while the others I can’t name waited on it all.
Scrambling over my shares, my glory, my armour and my name.
I am serious, about the lies I saw and the dirt I bore.
And it made me smile.
The greedy bastards salivating over me made me smile.
The lies and dirt made me smile.
I touched the ground.
And they came in numbers.
But I am here telling this because I know who I am.
Sometimes I go past the ground and into hell, and I come back.
Filthy or stinking it matters not.
I bet you want to know what happened when I touched ground.
I will tell you, but you will not be able to listen.
Or will you?