The Descent: Wounded

I returned with an injured body From mythological wars Whatever I thought, I saw myself as a prisoner in the hands of the powerful Those who wanted to kill me! And those who wanted to kill me! With a body covered in wounds I dragged myself in the deserts I passed the mountains And I reached my temple...

under that tree The tree that I spoke to my God during creation I shouldn't have gone, I should have stayed here In my homeland...

Ps: The following image came to my mind from the world of distress Where unfortunate things happen every day A part of my heart is torn and it hurts a lot We have to show the story of being human among these anthropoids But with all this I know that the light is near and Good things will happen in the world soon