Da Vinci Code
This life is full of
tittering jeering emptiness
and unacceptable too,
so I painted myself like a Hero:
no less than the Marvel’s figures:
A holy spirit I framed this sh*t,
and started moving along
the silent winds to climb
the flirting stars and was
singing Milton’s songs.
in that dark cold night,
my flight in the falling mist
was full of horror and fright,
and when I past the worldly time,
that measures the melting hours,
down I saw glares and glows unknown
and heard thousands of filthy groans,
it left my reason
numbed and vision blind.
A high treason it would be
in the seventh sky, as I got to know
that MAN is a fleck of dust,
but worthy more than the ten commandments,
and sacred like the Da Vinci code…
Oh come on K !
WTH are you talking?
it’s too boring, isn’t?
let’s have some drink and
a little nap instead.