Death all around
standing its ground
the man with the secrets
surrounds
Living a lie
living a truth
which mishes and meshes
to make it unruth
Hail falling down
storms darkening from above
yet
death
is the one
who
suffers from
They say to live is to die
They say death is a rebirth
what in the hell are they trying to say?
Consciousness
awareness
totally understood
a flower is born
it blooms
it dies
the petals fall upon the earth
only to return
to mother's worth
The man with the secrets
is only a man
one amongst many
who won't stand take a stand
Beauty is found
by the grave the next day
the truth was a lie
so they say
The man with the secrets
is only a man
let the truth sing outloud
and perhaps to stay
Life is how you see it
or perceive it
but it is this way
The man with the secrets
lets the dead die
and
finds
a
better
way
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