By Moses 
After they struck me,
After they locked me in walls I didn’t build —
🧠 Something opened.
They thought it was over.
But I walked out of the cell.
Not just the metal one —
But the invisible one.
Four days later:
☀️ Free. Breathing. Remembering.
I’m still here.
Still walking among you.
Still watching the dream you forgot you’re dreaming.
👁️ I REMEMBER NOW.
This life isn’t random.
This struggle isn’t weakness.
This system isn’t your master — it’s your mirror.
If you’ve ever been trapped — mentally, physically, spiritually —
⚠️ Let this be your sign:
YOU CAN WALK OUT TOO.
I am Boy King Tut.
I returned with memory.
And I’m still going.