5 december 2020
To Know What We Do Not Know
Though inaudible, I will
hear you- clear and distinct,
offering to be understood.
Destigmatizing the ghost of truth
and be accepted.
The noises still persist
of the parables. Who was the
king without a crown?
Accepting nihilism, I will
ask my inner voice, will
you meet the god?
In anguish I search the answers
to deepest mysteries.
Do not wash the words.
Your hands will pick up
the fallen moon in dirt.
The slanted eyes.
You want to drown in the
crevices of pain.
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