Saturday, November 19, 2011


You are an aberration
surely quite a deviation
what directs you mate
to take head on an age
old human deprivation ?

Why this calmness
on top of an eruption
where is the fire;
where is the ash;
where is the molten
they sought for?

That shock struck
quite hard on crust
never realised how hard
until i saw the drops mate
quick was the disappearance
did eyes knew boys never cry?

They wanted you live
To chorus an appenato
You had the make up on
to play the Joker one
Quick came the word
Ravines need to stay!