Feel the Wind blowing, Watching the trees swaying, There is no crowd, There is no noise, Everything, it slowly destroys! Invisible eyes, behind closed doors, It searches to settle scores. Scared and hungry, State and Country. Show me the Super Powers, New graves covered with flowers, Show me the rich, Crawling inch-by-inch. Do you still … Continue reading Mortal Mourning!
Mortal Mourning!
The Poetic Prism 