Unleashed Script Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

Write upon my mind the scripts
Of things that bring thrills
Good enough to complete the meaning
Of my futuristic ideologies
Wich creates a endless distorting
The freshness and beauty found
In my sense of wonder

Transform this intrinsic state of victories
And defeats to one sufficient to blot out the guilt
Stuck in the arenas of a past adorned with sadness

Free these enslaved hopeful thoughts
With a million choices to make!