I saw a rare tree burning up in the skies, purple clouds
grey and blue and white tears raining upon us
I saw the cold deserts and the water on fire,
many years have gone by
before the storm we were pirates
and played songs from another time
decades of decay as I previously said
blindness is all there is left
and then we waited for eight more minutes
and then we danced the last dance
with sadness in our eyes, broken spirits
my brown eyes vanished somehow
flashlights and thunders
teared the horizon apart
then I stood up, there was a hole in the sky
and I walked through the darkness with my fake leather boots
and I walked through the water with my fake leather boots
and I walked through the forest with my fake leather boots
and I saw the red mountains
and the big sun hanging from my forehead
and I heard stories echo from cardboard walls
and the new concrete fell on my shoulders
and I walked through the red mountains with my fake leather boots
and I walked through the desert with my fake leather boots
and I walked through the fire with my paper soul
my paper soul my paper soul my paper soul
and our spirits
they burn
and burn
and burn
and burn
within nothingness
Fauze Hassen
23°31'09.7"S 46°45'11.8"W
28/07/19