Skáld, ii.

I have become lost,

in this small useless world.

I have been,

broken, shattered by thousands of lies.

It’s a wonderful world.

Justice,

is listened into corrupt men.

Pain,

held prisoner in a cage made of-

Green leafs,

red blood, hard stone in gray. A bodyhiddenunderthe lids.

It’s a wonderful world.

I have became a solider,

only following orders. A carbon copy. Letters. Numbers.

Means everything

and nothing.

Mother,

can you see?

Father,

can you hear?

The tsunami washing over me.

Echoing. Looming over me.

Little sister,

are you afraid?

There is a man.

I have becomethe greatest enemies ofthem all. Let it begin.

Big sister,

are you seeing the cruelty I am capable of?

It’s a wonderful world.