Mechanical Poet Sands
How long ago did it take place?
I felt the sun shined on my face. It was in June. A
glowing day... Though desert doesn't have dull days.
Sometimes our roads bring us to docks. Since empty miles
of endless walk. And someone who has found the key meets
someone with the lock.
I found his campsite by a fluke. He had the same old
cloak and crook. A perfect copy of myself. But there was
something in his look
He said - You're running from your demons longing for
serenity. You hope to find the place you dream of but
that will never be.
Sailing in the sea of sand. Your nightmares are still
with you. Searching for the Promised Land. Your
nightmares are still with you until the end.
Why don't you let it pass through you? Why don't you
simply let it pass? Why don't you let it die for you? Why
don't you simply leave it in the past?
