Chasing his shadow like a dog his tail
A wild wolf is it valid to discriminate against
I wonder where God went. He was always there before
And if tonight I go my spirit walks in autumn storms
The explosion hit the center torn and splintered
Its sound, its content, the cadences, poetry strayed into his mind.
Constellations moving, changing poems
Brittle love dies
Our madness will create worlds
We can't wait for you to learn the basics.