power is the God of this planet
no immortal benevolent being, to save the day...
without waves the sea becomes a pond
the moon retired...
I know how to end,
The life of a mockingbird...
You can not cover
Who you really are, over...
logic, a dream boat floating on a Tsunami
up was up and down was down...
This scrap of dirt,
this portion of earth...
From an unforgiving sky one day,
The choking dust blew on its way...
A little breath of scandal,
And a pair of eager ears...
candle in the window
for the son of a widow...
A tree there stands upon a hill
Which bears such painful scars...
Existence in essence
"Essential" until it's inconvenient...
One day, the game board felt bored.
Thus, its Anmutung was altered to be covered with...