Long Story Short

No empathy, but scorn, cause I am not The one that meets the eligible entry Your government won’t like the fact I’ve got A lifetime story short which seems eccentric It takes me to the underground train That goes encircled in perpetual motion One stop invites to make a change one day I travel fast to see the roaring ocean And when I’m there, it splashes in my face The foam dissolves, the waves get high like never I’m stepping back, and running water licks my trace In a split second it will be wiped out forever.