"What is this greenery that I see? Is it possible that it's more beautiful than Isonomia? It is wondrous; yet it lies beyond our walls. Why would the leaders of the city keep us blinded from this beauty?"


Isonomia
Book II: Outside


A ladder?
On my regular trip to the market;
With barrels of wheat;
I saw something neat.

With rungs of steely rope,
And chains of gold glow in the sun.
It reaches to the height of our walls.

Why?
Why is this in placement?
What should I seek?
Isn't our city only the truth?

Climb?
And disobey the leaders and perfect plans?
In search for knowledge
Rung by rung?

Beauty.
At the height of the ladder;
I saw greenery,
I saw life, not machinery.

Why must the leaders hide the rolling hills?

"I have always been astonished with my city Isonomia. I have never left, nor will I ever wish to leave. I can't think of what my life might be away from this place; as far as I am concerned, all life is contained within our walls."


Isonomia
Book I: Our Fair City


These colors are faded,
But nonetheless the same.
We're part of the human race;
And covet the same face.

My city is wondrous;
Its caverns of gold.
The scrolls of our old.
Its legend retold.

I see the wells of great fortune, 
Enclosed within our walls.
I see the statue of equality,
Virtuous;
And tall.

I notice its wisdom,
I praise its whole truth!
I comment its beauty,
I learn from its youth.

Shameful,
These men who have claimed to be all;
Doubting the beauty of our city!
I hope that these men can all share the same fall,
And hope that they do not have plenty!

Coexistence
V


What did they see?
They felt disbelief.
What didn't they know?
My clearness was shown.

What didn't they see?
A world beyond their peaks.
What I could have owned,
That struck them unknown?

What I've failed to see;
What they've failed to believe.
They brought forth their ignorance,
Bestowed upon me.

Motionless, I lay.
Surrounded by ghosts of ice.
Spiritless, I venture.
And cleverness,
I display.

Coexistence
IV


The gods surprised,
They see my mind and know not why.
I see the face of Man divine.

The gods were lost,
And knew not why.
Their venom and
Their words were cruel,
They shouted.
I fall into the empty eyes of the sky.

Coexistence
III


I look outside,
Their open eyes,
I catch of glimpse of hungry minds;
And many lies.
My imagination breaks free and flies onward.

Coexistence
II


The life at the ends of the sea.
The worship that's sent,
We receive.
We can build the waters of magic;
As long as they believe.

Coexistence
I


I attend on each specified day,
I take off my hat in respect.
I believe in what I see.
I know;
And I dare not reject.

Greenery
Part III


My spirit awakens in the sands of realism.
I wander through solace,
Disappeared;
In theorism.
What was that beast that I saw in the Greenery?
Was it celestial?
Or perhaps,
Machinery?

Greenery
Part II


I took a bite,
The fruits of life,
A shuffle sounds beyond my eye;
I'm in disguise.
Wires bends into my mind,
My gears do not collide.
I know not how to name my find...

I saw bestowed,
Upon his gold,
This monster chasing me with old.
I tried to run,
I could not hide;
Omnipresence is his guide.
The circling worlds are spinning behind.

Greenery
Part I


I see the sky,
The goodness hides;
The low tree tempts my wandering mind.