Once they have control
The many will celebrate
They'll call it world peace

....

She always wondered  
      how it'd be                                Free
to wander alone
                             .....
someplace

beckons                               
                        ­                    far afield
                  Life;

                                       ­       ....
Liberation calls.
        gotta go places,
                   solivagant
                                                    ­    Free
without curfew  
               day or night.

         ....
                                 Metropolis

Sidewalks
              Cafés                    ....
    Cinema                            
                     ­                       

  fleeting vistas                      skyline
      through blurred                       
 windshields
  
                    Cosmopolitan
                               ­        dream

NOW, MY WOUNDS ARE GETTING DRY,
I LOVE SCRATCHING THEM,BUT.....WHY ???

HER SCARS ARE, BAD,
SO,ENOUGH,SHE HAD!

Tried getting back to you
Barely still conscious
But conscience
Had cautioned
Against its more dauntless
Inebriated
State of mind
Degradation
And unfiltered,
Unreserved
Written oration

Red leaves
           fell silently
Under the maple tree
           by the lake
Where we met  
Last autumn
           Late September;
When the maple leaves
             turned crimson
       you made me
blush just like
those scarlet leaves
       That day ...
                                    Autumn came early,
                                  Why don't you,too...?


            Winter's on the way
           Are you, too?


Where are you...?

For I shall find refuge
in the clysmic currents
of redemption.  
...                      ...