Wake me not up from my grief;
For i dine with my fears,
I dine with nature.
Tomorrow speaks uncertainty;
For today’s carelessness,
I lay despondently stupefied.
Perceiving the earth swing in my head;
Like a pendulum time and time again.
Swinging ferociously against the order of nature,
To undue its keepers carelessness;
My roof licks of life.
I pray the waterman of heaven go on leave
And Let me a respite.
When the sun comes up, peep not through my cracks.