I vanish into a good thought-
I freeze into a bad thought--
I am bombed by too many words--
I would like seeing amazingly.
I would like telling properly.
I would like seeing pale blue, the best all around,
and happy faces like the emoticons--
I am wrong,
you are right,
and in the meantime,
the worst goes on.
Until the peaceful speech will feed the ground-
And everything will be splendid again for everyone.
Wednesday, March 17, 2021