As this long day comes to an end, 
I lay back on my go-to chair, 
A glass of whiskey in one hand, 
From the other, a cigarette sublimes into the air. 
I am drawn back to a time in the recent past,
Where I am submerged in water,
In a moment of oneness-
A moment- where nothing else could matter. 
My cognizable life flashes through,
A clarity on my righteousness takes over. 
Life was easier stone cold;
How for the sake of some, I turned sober. 
But this absolute stillness, 
Rekindles my deep buried alter ego.
My detractors should beware, 
Your existence is set for a hard blow.
The Sun itself, has tried burning me, 
The waves tried putting me down,
But do you see? I sit here, God-like, 
Unperturbed! No qualms, no frown. 
I hope you too find strength, 
In the gods chosen by you, 
I don’t care if tough times last long enough, 
Just know that tough Gods do.
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