In June
Let the music be heard
A new truth spoken by muse
Through human tools
Infused by views
And sights that soothe the soul
I hear you now on computer
Blue-tooth and telephone
I see you in Sumerian texts
Cave-drawings and cuneiform
I see you not how it used to be
And if I lose
Its proof I'm free
Because I choose to die
If not for an opportunity to try
Its June