You will find them next to me,
You will seize the clouds of freedom,
Next to the windows caged in pillars,
You will find the courage,
Next to the tiger.

Next to the table,
The end has come for a new tribe to rise,
Clocks time to next of kin,
Kinetically aligned low fantribes.

Channeled car in USA,
Wind turbine in Russia,
Premiere breaking cheltenham in east China,
Volkswagen red trained in the industry.

Northamptonshire services aligned in station,
Northbound to Canterbury,
London Bridge refurbished,
For the Bhoys up North Scotland.

I dearth to partake a system of yielderness,
Whereby your parishes of Hagrid.
Vasillus of the queen,
Plantation of rymtic filial music.

Of a sun that never sets,
The sun that rises for 2 hours but remains fed by blue sting fishes,
Canopy of respiratory imagery,
Livid to the undeniably strong orchestra.

Saturnine lights in new place of hope,
Clues for us to find the better truth,
Right up the throne of glory.

Father of all ,
We digress the hope of crucifixion,
Mimicked to your mind palace.
Seek a little room,
Laid by our worries and misfortunes.



26th June 2017