ASSASSINATION

Everything seems foggy; I can’t find my luck,

Time passes by but I am stuck.

The feelings, the mysterious connections I thought to exist,

Were probably not in the divine list.

It’s time to brush up my cognition and give my life a new direction,

For I, now belong to a different world, a world beyond your comprehension.

If ever you wish to find me, find me in my work and creation,

For then shall you come to know the truth about my heart’s assassination.

Brutal were the murderers, parasitic their affection,

For they drained the blood out of my heart with fatal intention.

Innocent was my heart dancing in the glory of its possession,

For it never knew close was the day of its resurrection.

And now my stabbed heart oozing blood out, stands the test of time,

Waiting patiently for the judgement of the divine.

Soon will the assassination give a new birth,

To an individual of righteousness, wisdom, power and flight, beyond your foresight.

The caterpillar is in its cocoon taking rest,

Out will come a beautiful wise butterfly full of zest,

With this faith I end my quest.