.

The pure light shining

//



A solitary figure



//

Hope appears again l

It sweeps across the earth


I too

Overcome fear and come forth


) (

On Logan mountain

There is a man


A man that you would like to know


.

.




the last ...


Sure

Why repeat ?

)(

All we do is ugliness

Why ?

)(


The beauty !

Can't you see ?

)(

One !

Just one !

)?(

Aren't you sick of yourself ?


Why repeat ?

Tomorrow ?  Same as today !!!


)(

Oh god !


Help me  !


.

.

( same as you )



xxxxxxxxxxxxx

We are so very susceptible

To overestimating

Our helplessness

)(

We don't have to worry about going astray

Death knows just exactly where we  are

And won't let us become lost

**

that we are given a script by demons

Telling us to hate each other

And so we do


Is  a very depressing thing to see


::

Pissant charlie

( for sure )



.

.



The day !

Oh what ?

We are so very rude !


In the middle of a song !

Boom boom boom !!!!!!


Some say we all gonna die soon

Yeah


In the raging river

One

Only one !

One small boy

Trying to live


.

.


Are we going to the mountains ?

                  Oh oh oh oh .... ( !!!!!!! ---->


Are we going to the sea ?

Yeah yeah......
( long as you come with me !!!!!---->

•


I'm a pretty little girl

I'm a pretty boy too

as long as there is a chance


I'm going stay with you

••


I been in the factory

I been to the wars

Spent some time in prison

••        ••

come

Come with me


Come come

Come with me

||||

mountains and seas



.

.



Who could ?

Not me !



Vulnerable ... (?)

Hurt able ... (?)


Weak ... (?)


geez .... I'll take one .. At least (!)



!!!!!


Disposable !


All the funny looking broken girls !


•



Out the window

On the street

In the alleys

Dead meat little lover girls !


.... I hear they're  goin down for free these days !


)(


I love you !

So what.... (?)

)(

Bad karma


)?(

Stupid girl



.

.



Have finished with their

Polished vapid lines

And the child reads and sees


That he is not even there at all


That he ( and the world ! )

Fall into despair


And death comes


And the poems get blow on off the table

And cover the forgotten child

Fallen to the floor



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