Trapped; Locked Inside

The clouds caved in.
Its smile covered in mist.
And just as the blink of darkness,
Day lost her light.
Our journey endless.
We sojourned long distances,
Yet at a point.
The world still spins; spins still.
Where do we go from here?
“Kings toil while slaves ride on camel’s back”.
We watch Melaye trapped in comforts den.
Only in our silence,
We’ll live long and in our cowardness,
We’ll be canonized.

EMNY CIRCUIT