I’m your truly Master!
Please unfold your minds.
Heart is shrinking faster,
Soul with body binds.
Rays are my reflection,
suns – at mirror glance,
under full protection
worlds' the only chance.
Wind of space is blowing,
plows through disarrays,
black holes set for sewing,
super novas gaze.
Dumping clumsy mystics,
let them plunge to hell.
Life goes on ballistic
till it rings its bell.
Use my hands as levers,
I will do the math…
One side holds “Forever”,
other welcomes “Death”.
May 19, 2007
Iouri Lazirko
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