Gods And Beasts Poem by Chained A

I've sniffed the life, but still no clue
Was packed with trust, instantly robbed
And yet it felt out of the blue
When couldn't scream I've barked and loved.

I've used reserves, and then some more
I've faced the force that we all face
It turns a girl into a whore
It breaks a man and shakes his base.

It's called the life, you deal with it
I deal with Gods, no more, no less
My fearless soul no friend with me
And doesn't mind to lose his nest.

What matters most, is the way you dance
The way you play and handle joy
The rest is fake, the rest is dust
So let the life become your toy.

Then even the Gods will start singing
At sunrise they always sing
Heavens and hell, both are here
To form a one huge ring.

The Gods and the beasts are colliding
And the ring is holding so far
No spectators ever needed
Gods and beasts, that's who we are.