The Face Of Unity

Comprised of many lives there lives a single face, A face not withheld by the voice of any race, But, a face seeking to move with an independent pace, And, a face seeking to liberate from an insulting yet stereotypical wrinkled maze, Sometimes the face gets covered underneath the desert of blame, But, breathing without the fear of cynicism ignites an eternal flame, Thus, evaporating the traumatized pimples of clogged fears from the past that came, So, that even when the face gives the glare of fire the sunstroke of adversity bows under its tame, Though the pantheon of gods of war tries to pull the face apart, Did they forget that the face of unity doesn't believe in living with a part ? As every word raised becomes an unforgettable yet an invaluable piece of art, For, the face of invasion die as they're terrified to find out that the face of unity will not depart.