I see the cheerful smiles of children on the street
The faces of adults filled with hatred and disgust
I walk along the road guarded by cherry trees
The agonising scream of flowers burning in the sun.
I lay my eyes on flowers, I inspire the perfume
While I expire the cancer of lilies smelling of regret
I hop on my bike, to savour the beauty of the hills
Just to fall, with dust touching my skin.
I hear the laughter, the warm colour of red pumping through my veins.
The red is turning dark and blood starts dripping on my knees.
I see the blue sky above my head, clear crystal blue
Some planes are coughing smoke, it's grey.
The birds in nests, they feed the little ones, how beautiful they are
I push my hand to contour their necks, a crack is heard and sounds of death.
The dance of leaves, they move me as they spin
I take my lighter and burn all the remains.
The beauty of creation
The horrible existence
The innocence of nature
The vile nature of men
A flower from a little boy, a gift from him to her
A knife piercing the heart, a sin to pay his debt
The simple things that make you feel alive
The larger picture that makes you feel irrelevant.
Created: May 27, 2017DarkDays Document Media