knowledge

walking thru the past as
history pf my steps
leave marking into the consciousness
Cheshire cat is around me
phantasm of the future
grim

alone with my dreams
of better world in sunrises never attended
fierce outcome of life
into grimace of dreadful
fustian resurrection conceived by
dusty clouds

into the blue of sunny
relies the treason of  many
thirsty well engaged in
patina of times long parish
irresistible to hatreds

giving all the material things to
relatives hoping for their best
still they want me bad in the sunset of
dooming
mans are knowing better about my power of thirsty
knowledge

immortality is the ultimate
since it is unattainable by the many
you are trying to conceive a system which
alters the Earth into balling
game between stars