Battlefield

Spindle time as sowing illusions Drowning in a sea of images The measures that raise life seconds Human is the animate doll who conquered the presence Life from the past back to the present From the present for the future Turnover outlined by destiny Like an hourglass that acts as a reciprocal measure of the time The limitations are things of beauty When the end of a round will be on relief As the satisfied thirst As the favor of all the sacrifices Life in all parts come with the name of love A form that presents a mirage A perfect fundamental when you touch It was part of a mortal but drunk when you shed Small leaps present the flowers of aesthetic A conclusion atop of provisions that you can reaped I will not give up in any of those circumstances My life is still in the front line of this battlefield ************************************************************** Honorable mention Objectify me Sponsor Jeremy Martin