unusual thoughts  
pounding in my head
       me

i'm not dead

leaving my dreams
style the day

if all this is real

     i've lost my way

society
BURDEN
break free

thinking
nothing
PEACE

Avoid goals
They are not real
The busy mind is preventing the joy of being alive

Relax
Nothing matters
Everything is impermanent

So
Standing in the middle of a deserted
Walkway
I
Hear
No sound
Unusual in a big city
To hear
No sound
The urban crane lies quiet
As does
The crawling Caterpillars
Regeneration is the term
For communal execution
But change is dictated
So change must replace
Amen

as all around deals misery
through closed eyes
you will see
peace is alive

look within
the outside will die
peace
is
alive

when the darkness appears
do not miss the light
when the darkness appears
worries will go
when the darkness appears
peace will be free