It’s A Mystery ~ the end ~ CDXCV / D



To know life outside of doors, hear sounds that come as wars
Voices talking, who knows what, howling men, drunk and shouting fuck!
Tragic news strikes again and again, these times come suffering in pain
When the value of a symbol is worth more than the worlds starving people

It’s a mystery to me how this could be if God was real

At night when sight leads eyes up, a calm seeing a star filled sky erupt
Silhouette of trees stand still in the night air, eerie branches spread wild with no care
Births and sprouts of a new born life, the first breath of spring cuts like a knife
When two hearts connect, creating a bond to love and respect

It’s a mystery to me how this could be if God was not real

Ax