Stand against me

When a soul becomesa rebel.

You may color the sky,
Leaving the earth white,
Scared of divine height,
You may idolize a lie,

You might run faster than life,
Collecting phantom drops of desires,
Those unquenched inside fires,
You might kill the strife,

You might change the tide,
Standing proud in the middle of a storm,
Going against the sneezing norm,

But this is a masked glee,
You haven’t understood the chase,
Without a stronger base,
How will you stand against me.