Crisscrossing along this landscape
Trying to escape dæmonic rape
With so many paths to choose…
How long will I belong to the days
Of this world of so many ways?
And I long to be one fruitful tree
Planted by a stream of dreams,
Heavenly cream, gleam of angels…
How long will I belong to the days
Of this world of so many ways?
But some are not so in this show;
They glow with an hellish fire
From an eternal funeral pyre
How long will I belong to the days
Of this world of so many ways?
How long… How long?
Note: This poem was inspired by U2’s “40”
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