If much wisdom is much grief then
he who increases his knowledge
increases and his sorrow.
Can i feel it?
Devil curse me i do.
I thought i was beyond this but i am not.
I waited to long and sacrificed to much.
People might not change now.
It would take another thousand years
maybe more to realise that fear
inspires control, over them, over their hearts,
over their way of thinking.
I had hope but now, disappointment for
most do not even try and all they do is making
excuses, hiding behind this ridiculous term
of insecurity. My point of view, they are just
afraid being honest to themselves.
Even i am not crazy enough to believe that
distortion of reality.

Beauty,
          is what she looks like
Sadness,
          within her light
Darkness,
          comes with her presence
Wings,
          carry me in the night
Mountains,
          hold us way behind
Winds,
          when skies are tight
Luck,
          is all what we need
Happiness,
          is far from my sight
Future,
          is not coming through
God,
          please make things right