Sailing on a murky pond,
in a boat very small yet surprisingly bold
looked I at the flash lights
that beckon me away from the gloomy sights.
Scattered my gaze around this body of water
not definitely a sight that brightens the inner weather
weeds growing ceaselessly into a ghastly demon
choking the beauty all around at the Satan's summon.
The world I be is an absolute imperfect
with evil thriving forever like an elephantiasis feet
trampling goodness into an unrecognizable sundry sum
Look at Hitler? Look at Shelly ? -who caused more gloom.
Flash Lights...beckon me to water inside
to dive into the murky pond to end all at once
close the eyes and take a deep painful plunge
cease I to exist in this ever morbid mirage.
Should I go after the flash lights?
Should I shut tight my eyes?
Should I take the defenseless dive?
Maybe .... I should in some future time.....
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