Understanding

Alas will you look at me Hence forth it shall be A proclamation of such beauty. We watch as the stars fall from the sky. You hold me as a tear drops from mine eye as we gaze at the flutters of many a butterfly. On the golden wings of the sunrise I sit and ponder, watch and surmise. But what is hidden from me are your lies. And I say let the devil take you into his abyss As a snake rises up and bites you with a fiery hiss. Now freedom I do taste and so it is bliss.