On The Enemy

Let me be clear on this

We are our own

Worst enemy

This is a hard fact

Difficult to face

I know from bitter

Experience

On Different Types of Madness

There are many different

Forms of madness

In this world

Many things to fear

But why waste time

On that

Life is dangerous

Everybody die

In the end

Madness might cure

The mind or makes it

Worse

Dimension

Moving from one space

To another, ending life

Starting another

Alas not an end

Just a circular

Flow going over many

Reincarnations

Holy Ghost, son, youth, father, grandfather

And all over again

Leaving

What do we deserve

What is the aim of our life

And existence

Hard question to live with

But this is here and now

In a small space

Waiting to leave the country

This became my destiny