I fed
my sky to the up going skyscrapers
So I could
have a place where I could live
I gave
up my mind, my heart my guts
Gave them
up to the greedy spirits of society
So I can
keep on the path of conscienceless pain
I sail
on my pencil of thoughts every once in a while
Running
from the continuity time has put me in
The intimidating
waves of boredom and slavery push me away
My friend,
my inc, my transformed reality tells me not to give in
I fed the
lakes to the ongoing current of rail trains
So I could
travel the world live in
I let
myself go many times, only to be happy for a short while
Only for the sight of what was once a dream
I dream
of the far away land, where the skies of hope are still blue
And where
the grass of humility still lingers in green
Where humans
still have human souls,
And where
monsters don’t feed imagination anymore
I’d
trade you all the space in the world for the magnificence my sky used to have
I’d give
you the world’s most enjoyable pleasures so I can have back what was once mine
I’d rot
in the same place for eternity if I could have back my stream lakes of joy
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