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Complexities
As filled with complexities this world is,
As the daisies bloom into clouds,
And the blind fight for sight,
There’s a justice that bellows,
As filled with complexities this world is,
Filled with fractures and fissures,
Indented and shaven off the crust of this planet Earth,
As filled with aches and the havens it births,
There’s a scream for justice,
As complex as it seems at first sight,
Truly how would you be?
We’re all blinded by the powers of thunder,
Yowling, their voice spreads by wind,
Artificial and lightened by the murder of truth.
Seek the dark and you’ll find light,
Seek the light and you’ll find darkness,
A black and white world the sun paints,
Higher than any boom of thunder and whistle,
In a world of middleness,
Of greyness,
The sun created a world without complexities,
Black and white.