Will I ever see the glittering balls
Dangling in the sky, suspending, shining
Gleaming amongst the dreaming unknown halls.
Where the almighty eyes speak, leak crying.
Beyond the horizon lives that other land
Where they craft the towering triangles
And the men move motionless in a tangle
To create the daunting wall, stopping man.
That roaring man tames the timid tortured beast.
They hold the beast in a city that never,
Never sleeps, a pulsating precious fruit, feast.
Buildings heavy, tall that God couldn't measure.
To delve in the world of wisdom and magic
To be taught and held in a world so tragic.
The red stone held in the sky protruding, proud
The eagles sing bowing, the ominous cloud.
Beyond the cloud lies the dark. Beyond the dark...? (Punctuation spoken)
Sustained, tainted, unstated calm and wasted
A blade dwells to be hugged, manipulated.
Passed that mark, beauty. An ascending lark.
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