The inspiration dies
All the time in the world
Is never enough
The food loses its spice,
the river floods
the fire burns
the dust settles,
the smoke fills the air
Thunder glitters the sky,
the land slides.
A small child cries
The sun sets
The gloom steps in
An adult hides,
the sourness stays
The prices rises
market falls
debts increases,
Diseases spread around
World is falling apart.
Everyone is going back
It is true but not.
Nothing really exists
Illusions dive in.