Absconding the present
Suspended between
A cerebral future and a skeletal past.
You'll wake up one day
Realizing it's
still yesterday.
We will give a dawn to your endless night.
Men is what we are
Neither gods nor animals.
Many are what
they want
Becoming one and sometimes both.
Mean appearance
For those who look into your soul.
May you be a man?
Simply
human, nothing more.
They wish to forget
Trying to disguise it.
They are ashamed, why?
Just betwixt and
between.
Hypocrites! Angels made up of s**t is what you are
Fools...used to the need of feeling
Free to be not
well.
Bigots...holders of a never fixed truth.
Cowards...navigators of muddy minds
Fearing the flatness of the Earth.
You
are slaves without master.
The guilty one suspects all.
Self-betrayers of yourselves.
Virgin mothers of fatherless
daughters.