Wednesday, February 3, 2010

POISONING

Cries of joy, voices
 new life's fires 
festive splendors of pleasure 
out of control fertility fair 
embryonic whirlwind of creation 
Satiated on immense heights 
Undertaking monstrosities 
seeking moderation and harmony, 
words and deeds, 

in one head beauty, 
in two hands responsibility 
and the air now in a plain room 
Actor and then man 
For now thick silence, 
death's veil 
Wear it as your mind goes dry 
Haven't escaped the grim reaper. 
So be it, since everything is closed 
Dreams where did you get lost? 
Full of joy we 've opened the windows 
for the end's arrival 
our most proper mother 
thus singing a salvation song

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