Emily Ecstacy - heal the world

To what we have a right
I wonder what that might be
To touture unto no end
As blind as the eye can be

It unfolds like a butterflies wings,
But not softly,
Oh no never gently.

With might and power,
Metal and mesh
These thoughts combine
What a mess.

We see it and let it pass
Like nothing was there
And that’s how it shall be.

Invisible and just disappear
Til one that is not blind
Is not fake but is not real
Can shed a tear of happiness
Maybe of sadness or joy,
Just a hint of emotion

Could heal the world.

Emily Ecstacy

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