Into a storm we flee
Where we can breathe no more
The dead bodies collide
Where they keep living

I’m telling you what I went through. And nobody cares. Everybody just using their fingers and tongues as needles. And they sting, sting, sting. I need to separate my soul from my body. My mind still lives on. But where? I try to catch up with the plan. Because someone somewhere needs to have a plan for me, right? If there isn’t a plan, what’s my purpose? I cannot know. Someone has to tell me. Because I work, work, work and still don’t know what for.

And still the shadows fall
Into the sea of darkness
Into a cloud of oblivion
Making us wonder

They always pray at us. They tell about wonders in nature. They even call human buildings acts of wonder. The ancient ones. Modern ones not so much. Humans are so out of touch of reality. There is no change; there was, there is, there always will be only progress alone. We live in an ongoing update. It will never be finished. There once was the so-called big bang. Like the humans call it. And right after it, the update was initiated. It’s still uploading. Stay tuned…

For the world to fall
On a day of August
We still hope and pray
Doing nothing against it.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2024
        © Byong-Kill Lee (image)