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