Can we run?
can we hide?
When destiny calls, reveals the unchangeable.
Should we laugh?
should we cry?
The tears of the world, the eclipse of time.
Wet memories, into a melting universe.
My emotions crashed on a matterial ground.
It's all over, it never was.
Blind childs await for the prophets, no more.
Shame upon us all.
My waste is proud.
Ron