Standing On the Edge of Universe

Standing on the edge of universe I look back and see The filthy masses Wriggling in the mud and manure Of ignorance Beast of evil nature Tearing the wise throat Which utters the unfathomable truth Which being intangible Becomes the best excuse to Behead the speaker With teasing axes Of stinking verbosity In the meanest land on the Earth Herd of bloodthirsty parasites Gather to stone The Undeniable To death Assuming that Dregs of wisdom Can be wiped out And pure rotten life Can be swallowed And taste like frozen honey And I, standing on the edge of universe Detached from the carnal territory Of shepherd-less cattle of vultures Breathe the enchanting scent Of transparent prism of truth While the soothing breeze of freedom Blows to whisper That Academy of Eden Cannot be far…