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DROWNING IN GROTESQUE

Those who cannot give are born to take.
The one who bless may be not blessed.
That one, with wings, cries out "Fake!" -
to liars' kingdom brings a mess
and maybe tries to get background
much darker then the truth he found -
becoming just a small part of this splendour.

Nothing can look beautiful in pile -
it's satisfying for a while,
before this huge mass starts to rot so stinking...

Someone already tries hard to breed
another pair of longer hands
in order to grab every bit
and make his soul be on the mend.
The Universe was full of truths
till people bought them like in booth
for trifling sum - for conscience that costs nothing.

Course of life is decorated with
the dried truths and some ash beneath.
And everyone tries to enlarge dead valley...

Hey! Listen to me...
I know the place
where Lie can be...

How will we manage now?
We need more and more,
Earth is open sore.

We complain of cruel world
holding the envenomed sword
that we put into the wound
letting poison spread and find
underbelly in the souls
of each other and ourselves... silly demise...


The last step is to drown in grotesque.