Down Came The Yellow Grain Of Sand

One day in the morning,
When I got up early,
I could see the dust and feel the air,
I said to myself, I know to guard,
Heaven felt I was a complainer,
Hell said I am a loner,
They all denied, accepting,
And I knew, I can take over.
Let me sleep now, make me free,
I know, I can take over.

Nobody can rule the kingdom,
The conceptual kingdom of universe,
Nor can I, by my side,
I lead a life, a wireless talking commodity.

Famous people roaming around,
A short nap aside page three,
Time to activate for me,
Passed away in minutes,
Thorns pricked me, slayed in bushes,
Death chased me,
Until I meekly surrendered,
Kneeling on my bleeding knees,
Through lightning and thunder.