Naked Life
Across the kingdom of dream
Lies the ground of suffering
Reality, a distant canvas
Love, beauty, fame and all that jazz.
Hammer of life strikes a blow
Picture sinks a bit slow
Peaks one, seeps at strike
Lament who grace, sinks to dike.
Might not who stand a hill
That who at strike, sheet alike frill
Free, frank; open at large
They beat with mock at darge.
Cruel as may truth portray
It's black or white, no shade of grey
Rise, fall, build & crumble
Naked truth, barefaced lie: so much subtle.
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