To go beyond global suffering,
find death in blue glacier of frozen physicals.
Greed of elements,
and attached commentary on the burning,
anonymously,
when you were in dock.
The unfolding of the negation
starts softly down the blissful oblivion.
False pretensions keep you alive amidst the crowd,
the only art of rebellion in the depths of despair.
The arguments were rising every morning,
when all the doors were shut
and sun was hiding behind the hills.
A procession of self-styled prophets
marched in the wrap of chosen blessed
to find
the antique non-movement
of the moment!
