Earth's Monorhyme
Looking for whom I used to be
Finding a place that is me
Crawling again on my knee
wiping the fog off Reality
It seems no one is able to see
and hear my screams and my plea
"Pull off that knife but don't flee -
Sit down please, listen, agree..."
I'm dying, I know, I foresee
Life had been nothing but potpourri
You're born and I lost that dear, golden key
that unlocks the secret of Eternity
My continents hurt and my Sea
As if I am stung by a huge Killer bee
MAN was supposed to be my Trustee
I am dying, I know, I foresee...
Copyright © Iolanda Scripca | Year Posted 2012
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