Not Yet Down Poem by Hasan Haskovic

It's clearly not more than half true
The effort I've invested into my dreams
But I've somewhat seen it through
In the attempt to forgive the falling regimes
Don't repeat the mistakes

Everything is bound within our flesh
The strains of anger textured with hatred
Within nothing in memory that can't refresh
The scent of times sacred
I know all my mistakes
I'll amend one day
No matter what it takes

So old friend, what do you say?

Is there still any sense to the rhyme
Or has it outgrown me in due time
Maybe just the lack of days sublime

Everything I have ever known
Has shown to know me better
So know I'll have to turn in
Turn in this bloody letter
To apply for days better
No more terror

But it could be far too late
If I start mentioning loose ends
No time for this old debate

Everything that my eyes had seen
Has somewhat come undone
Without any gleam
No matter how high the rising Sun

Not to repeat the mystery
For only winners write history
I guess I should just leave
Admit that I know
Which story I should believe
Once I'm long gone

Cross the aftermath
Above the flames I've been force to manage
Follow the hidden path
So we can demonstrate fear and it's damage
Towards a man trying to be kind

Everything I have is crooked
Just like my mind
And all that I've known and seen
Was never really defined

I know I can align
But now, without doubt
I won't sit this one out