A Big Black Why Poem by Madrason .
A Big Black Why
A lie
that fries my brain
incapable
to handle
the actions
in_ deeds
like bad seeds
emerging
in urging,
stringing out
the good,
misunderstood
the wonder
of life
a pierced
old dark blanket,
a big black Why
for us, for We
a Canopy
of consciousness.
Madrason 3e week april 2013
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: april
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