Magical Place

I’ve found a magical place, where I can be free

Where children laugh where no one can see

I’ve found a magical place, where no one’s asleep

Where everyone's equal, there is no black sheep

It is a small world, as the city of Omelas

But the passengers here are a big mass

A big mass of joy, that forgot the world around

A big group of voices that makes a loud sound

A sound that is heard, but not understood

A sound that screams: “we are alive!”, and the mood,

A mood of belongingness that brings anyone out.

Out of their fears, their depression and drought.

Their fear, of doing the wrong thing

Their fear, of not knowing how to sing

But the rules don’t apply here, you can do what you want

You can try a new thing, or help someone out

Each day is different, we’ll build a new world

And we’ll build it together until we are old

We will sing, write and perform

We will lock ourselves in and make the new norm

We will speak in rhymes or not speak at all

We will run around screaming until fall

We will play games and forget the rules

We will forget the rules and become fools

WARNING

The voice, my voice that I found

My people helped me to pick it up from the ground

They built the pieces, and I glued them all

And we held them together, in hopes they won’t fall

I held theirs, they held mine

We made a big chain, we were all fine

WARNING

Each time I came back, my voice became stronger

Each time I left, the world around became wronger

As the glue would weaken while I was away

But I was so sure I would come back to stay

WARNING

New faces come to replace the ones who leave

I don’t want to do it, but I’ll feel like a thief

A thief who stole a chance to come here

From someone who did not yet hear

WARNING

I am a fool that forgot time exists

But the world around continues and insists

On turning around the sun, and making me leave

Their voices become weaker and I can’t deceive

WARNING

What they are saying anymore, I want to hold on

Hold on to that feeling that feels like it’s gone

WARNING

I am losing something important

WARNING

Why can’t this place be a constant

WARNING

I don’t want to live alone again

WARNING

I am holding to everything, but in vain

WARNING

I’ve walked away

I am a passenger so I cannot stay

To rebuild the world, I brought only one thing

And now, I know how to sing

-Evdokiya Mazhurina