M.O.R.O.N. ?

Magical Or Real Or Necessary ?

Oct 30

10/30/11

Man stands tall with red inside his belly
Man stands before reflections of trees and the sky,
Has never seen his face before
His eyes are owning the light that blankets all that he can’t see
Man runs before power, running across the earth
One day he’ll get tired of chasing
Man stands wide, with his golden pride
He wears it like a crown, ruling the land that take up the space under the soles of his feet
Man stands with a white heart
Like a net, catching the colors of the air between him and the end
Man is born into the mouth a beast with its jaws clenched shut,
grows up in the stomach knowing there’s no way out
Man grows up in the darkness, until he understands that there is no way out