the comatose day slanders the "preoccupied"
with its images

dying children mar the moonlight's release
(the awakening lovers that  we all want)

our culture ....is
a petrified forest!

producing but this!
villified psuedo-leaders!

but
i am the master here!
soon you'll be gone!

as
the vestigial hints of a
slandered humanity soon fade

the dying children
stream down from
the moonlight's lovliness

and undresses us of fearfulness
and places around us
aura's deep and true colors
and dreams

WE BELIEVE!
and live
WE BELIEVE!
and forgive
WE BELIEVE!
and rise

true again in our own eyes

and

true again in eachother's lives