Endless hours in home isolation,
to hear the screaming cries of your thoughts in despair,
the voluntary – unintended restriction,
for some insane absurdity,
their bored opalesce chiism,
their selfish individualism,
Deafening sirens in your minds
And you, questioning your sanity,
howls of silence to burden the age,
and your thoughts running all the way,
in hours, moments, eternity, illustrious freedoms,
lost to the interests of the powerful, the opportunities,
expired, by the rape of Nature,
the irrational experiments, of paranoid solutions,
power-thruia, weapons of power,
biological toys of no logic and substance,
and “Nature to constrict and conjure”
As in Joel’s prophecy from the very old days!
Lyrics, A. Athans
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