As the mighty walketh through the sands of time…

The simple speeches of the lowly breaketh through the walls of emptiness…..

In a dilemma
I speak to the smiling skies
And her emotions rounds up the hills of the fateless fate…..

A symbolism arrest
An ironical substitution
A pun of souls
A metaphorogy of a deity
A hyperbolical personfication of sanctifying emblems…..

These are my simple
swords of display
In a breatheless abyss of wreackages….

Swords beyond mere words of purification
To write on the walls of humanity….

With inks of indelible fantasy….