The poets have been mysteriously silent
on the subject of cheese.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
WwW
As it has always been
About the tragedies reported
Contained in the many dreams
In the seriousness of life
One must look further
Within or without
The process evolves, continuosly
Into the container of sins
The flesh that holds the fragility
Of life, of spirit, of the tender soul
Truthfully divulged
In the fondness of thoughts
It begins to unfold
That all the evil hiding in the good
Is simply waiting to implode
Then:
The dreams become nightmares
Vividly renembered in its presence
But now, there was an even clearer view
The unlikely Waterbred Dragons
Trying to defend their own
From complete extinction
Of fatal death
As it flows, it moves
The fundamentals of derivative creatures
One might find himself deduced
To take one's opinion
On the many things
To be seen, to be felt
It must happen very quickly
But cautiously, too
That is most important
Though clearly flawed, as well
Yet, nothing shall compare
To the analysis of the good
The bad, the ugly
The structural view
Of miracles
Of the occult
The never ending resolve
To be careful in this attempt
A silent move must had sprung
From the experimentation
Of death to desperation
Then, cautiously
Life becomes a song
Whether Dragons evolved
From a lair of sins
A mythical illusion
Or not at all
From whatever opinion one might have
Good or bad
Evil or holy
Nothing else really matters
Or more importantly
A choice, a voice
But what must be found
Inside the enclosed
Wuthin the heart or the soul
The enveloped tenderness
Remain close
If the body and everything without
Conspires
The outside forces are then begone
If one cannot see
One fails to hear
And as the noise of the world
Amplifies the distraction
By little knowledge
Or severe ignorance
Misleading facts then developed
Unattainably illogical
A reversal
Inside the mirror
Of monsters, of dreams
Aspirations are deceived
The ignorant mind traverses the slope
To a million units of force
Expressed in newtons.
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