When the Sun would shine at night The Moon in day light? When Everest would decay Into the Red Sea while well dry?
Or when to Heaven the Devil would relocate God to Hell. When man would make His Maker Not out of dust but of hammer When Fishes would live on land In the depthless water would live a Leopard When my Step-mother would in every season Be ripe enough to reason And America as senseless as a Lunatic- Referred with having a Giant ****
Till then would I swim the flowing Stream of hope Hoping to feel thy breath on my melting skin side.