Awakening

Only posting mine as an example:

I won’t always be like this.

Broken and small

like a stepped-on children’s toy,

a Lamborghini

on the side of the road

with a smoking engine,

dead leaves on the ground

in a quiet forest.

I was a dynamic fire starter.

Throwing Molotov cocktails

into city halls and corporate headquarters,

setting fires on the horizon

that filled the sky with orange light,

pushed tidal waves,

fanned monsoon winds,

and charged hearts with electric heat.

I’m going to be a seismic shift.

Fighting the system with words,

moving land with earthquake power,

pushing words through the heart

of the unrelenting city,

writing words on the walls of skulls,

graffiti of minds, hearts, souls,

spilling energy into the world.

And when I do,

you better watch out.

Hearts will be falling like autumn leaves.

Eyes will be opened like headlights on a highway.

Souls will blaze like midnight stars.

The world

better watch out.