Dangerous and destructive
The journeys of regression
New waves
in detailed old indiscretions
The cyclical movements
Keep growing
As the x-rayed insides
Keep burning
The dream is alive
As the horizon is receding
Fools hold onto pride
And betray their very souls
Savage but picturesque
Primitive goals
Make the fires rage
As the landscapes smoulder
And the foolish shout
As the innocent run
And the wise dream
Within all terror
Is the truth bared
As it is inhumanity
Which controls disarray
Yet it is with patience
Of love and humanity
That harmony is restored.
J.Bibi
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