Mitochondria uncoupling to suplicate
Taking a stance to subjugate...
You worry about being the target again,
a political pawn...
He declaimed so loud
yet silence, was amplified...
Endlessly looking
in the things that tend to end...
Betrayal,
A monochromatic rose...
Oh beloved navel, how wondrous thou art,
A precious mark of a mother's heart...
Poetry follows me in sleep,
trailing down snowy banks...
It's funny how you thought you overwhelmed me,
when really, I overwhelm myself...
I am no one you know.
No one, you know...
Stretching our branches to prospect
spreads our roots in the pasts...
"Why is the fading flower so sad?"
-Asked the tearful child...
Who am I? Why am I here?
What is the Purpose of my life, my dear...