THROUGH MY EYES

All my eggs are cast in one
The other baskets have shells
Rotten eggs don't sink in a basin

My heart flows like clear water
The honesty now reeks as lies
Its burst cistern will tumble with rage

"Do as I say, I'll do as I will
Bottle up my rampage, it's not for sale
See the world only through my eyes."

My eyes have turned to shells
The yolk tumbles from rage
And I'm blind, for your eyes are shut

THE CRY FROM WAR

The wall of a bruises gazelle's Achilles
Rippling echoes, the cry from war
Where Harbinger's god bring to slander
Daisies from wilt's escape
When re-sown goatskin moults
Where emotion's silo roosts
Let Cupid sound the omen
Of lush panorama
The paradise of happily hereafter