The silent symbolism of society,
The panic poetry of phenomena,
The brash beauty of a blackened blossom,
Incomprehensible innocence of introverted ideas,
Defeated delusions of dawning death,
The limited liberties of a livid life,
Daunting degradation of demeanor,
Succulent sadness of stained success,
The frail and forgotten future,
Lingering lemures of lost love,
The appalling appeal of atrocities,
Take but an instant my friend,
Think carefully.
In these moments, there are repulsiveness,
but there is something concealed beneath them all,
Something my friend I beg of you to find.