Fourth

On month the fourth, nineteen,

Twenty-eighteen,

I sought to achieve,

Something so important,

Yet so unimportant.

I thought it was meant to be,

I was determined,

To move the wind like a bee.

Instead I heard the unfortunate flight.

The elements were a-present.

The first element I sensed,

Two hydrogens to one oxygen,

Was in the form of sympotny.

My pupil spoke,

Before I understood the occurrence.

The second element,

My own pupil,

Discerned,

Eye created it ---

A-passionate,

It was fear,

It was rage,

It was expectations,

It is reality.

It was my right,

A-comprehensible only human.

Fear led to fear,

Mine developed,

Into breath,

So resonant,

Blasting,

Beethoven heard me from underneath Austria ---

If the piano whites and one accidental had grasped,

It would resonate,

Travel longitudinal,

Body shaken ---

I disrupted the elements,

So essential,

I was golden retriever.

Subsequently,

I encountered the fourth element,

A-final,

It was in my prints,

My oils attracted them,

The oils that leave evidence and truth behind,

I was tuning,

My pupil,

My own at that,

It was inside,

Crunching cord,

Chips-Ahoy,

Crumbling.

I don’t follow.

Earth has done me wrong.

Left,

Hurt,

Behind.

The fourth is continuing,

Pretty soon it will become a mountain,

It will crumble as well.

The fourth continues,

Mountain,

I dig through,

Starting,

At bedrock,

No one to know one.

The BLIND, the ___,

A-Ama.

Siya ay tumigil sa akin,

Kaliwa.

Redemption,

I seek.

Forth I go.