Floating poverty and tears of the hopeless journey in this civilization
will affect many, and the moon will weep over human folly.
The frozen heart of lost angels will lose its goodness, the kiss of an angel
will dance in heaven.
The melted moments of magic love will forget the happiness they had,
that cold coincidence of human souls will move everywhere.
The broken whisper of hope shines in the silence, trying to
escape the empty shadow of this lost civilization.
©kami
K