Da Vinci Code Poem by Xelam Kan™

This life is full of 
tittering jeering emptiness 
and unacceptable too,  
so I painted myself like a Hero:
no less than the Marvel's One.
A holy spirit I framed this myself 
and started moving along
the silent winds, to climb
the flirting stars and was
singing Milton's songs.
 
Wearing white 
in that dark cold night,  
my flight in the falling mist 
was full of horror and fright,
and when I past the worldly time- 
that measures the melting hours- 
down I saw glares and glows unknown,
and heard thousands of filthy groans,  
which left my reason 
numbed and vision blind.
 
A high treason it would be  
in the seventh sky, as I got to know
that MAN is a fleck of dust,
but worthy more than the ten commandments,
and sacred like the Da Vinci code... 
Oh come on K 
WTH you're talking?  
it's too boring, isn't. 
let's have some drink and 
a little nap instead.