Deep Blue Something Becoming Light


The Heavenly sentence.

Cover me, consider me

– Blind.

Quietly, patiently

To be free.

We all must serve the time

And we will never give up

Because now is the time

And we forever believe

Let the life become the light.

Discontent is heaven sent

– Maybe.

Violence, malevolence

To find the end

We have to get in line

The Zelem and Ochema

Are purity.

After all we never quite die

Seems to me the worrying’s not what you get

But what you leave behind.