Poezja

FOR THAT REASON

For a sick purpose, if only there could be something.
Not contented, rebellious offspring.
A trade with archfiend holds that reason.
The living wood, pleasant to the eye,
and Proper for bite, eliminates sonship.

‘’Ab-initio’’ high- treason murdered command.
They are first advocates of self-clients.
Dead to honour, lord-made gods .
Trunk of eternity they must avoid.
For that reason.


A divorce from shield.
Guards more than mere chariots protects.
Out of the most beautiful,
beginners of most archaic life.
For that reason.