Lost Man Part 1

Depths beneath Sapphire blue Faded Faces, stuck like glue. Hearts pulling. Minds pushing. Referees’ decision. Under review. Digital pixels in digital screens Versing voices that go unseen. Spectators chanting. Players snarling. Chaos looms. So, that it seems. Grandstand. A Cameraman. Head shakes. Lost man. Lost man. The Garbage can. Understands. He`s a Lost man. Lost man. Fuelled for what I am. Distinguished guests scold fevers ham. Partisans laugh – point! Pots and pans. Sticks and stones... And the saviour’s lamb. His hands nailed To protect every man Women Child A grim denial, Do we deserve it? If we do not learn from our mistakes. When the clouds turn black And the world plumes grey. And when there are no fish left In all the lakes. No one`s going to save us. No, they won`t Not the second time around.