If the music kills you, it is not meant for you The sheet doesn’t read exactly It’s like an executioner’s note where the good in goodness sounds relieving until the bad in badness comes around to slit your throat and cut cords – your chords with a violin’s bow. It’d be entertaining. It’d be a […]

The living shall fight for love and they may painfully have. But should the war become a war for gods and of God, the living shall be cut in half. So, in the land of Roermond It was a grave sin This is a picture of a grave scene of a guest who Protests to […]

The wish of his night The moan of five cents The sheets of a farmer Bought in the North of Czech In the city of Prague Before the arrival of the guards to the scene of the murder of the four boys thought of as a gesture of revenge They died of hunger In a […]

The things our eyes see Our mouth can not tell The things we hear We cannot voice What we yearn to say Will crack their ear drums The girl they killed yesterday The blood the spilled before Is enough ink to write They are waiting They are listening, for our reactions It has come It […]

This news would break you Your bones, your heart, and Everything about you that can break. There’s nothing like knowing yourself The only thing other than that, Is absolute absolute misery. People would smile and stab you One thing public opinion is, Lead you up, and drop. Above God, there’s no air So rest your […]