THE BRAIN
Light breaks, though no sun shines
Confusion prevails
Fair blood swirls inside me
Thoughts jolt me awake
I batlle polar emotions, I tear
I don't break
Stem brain pulsations through trepanation
I will mark the point alone, and then manoeuvre through the bone
Like some spectre haunting, my nature's taunting me
There's confusion in the framework of the seeds that make my brain
'Know Thy Self'
Vices old twisted my shape
Come the stroke
Come the snake tongue
I sharpened my blade
I battle polar emotions
I tear
I don't break
POZNAN
Scene one:
Violence
Corruption
Thievery
Torture
Future Retribution
A brick in your face
Scene Two:
Initial apprehension vanishes
Redemption
No future retribution
My demons lay to rest