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Botanic Gardens

The day has gone with no witness but the Watcher

Time has interfered with its own lights but no question asked

Sounds of ages screams in my ears but bleeding through my eyes now

Seeing myself running from something but nothing moves around me

I am screaming into air breaking the wind but no lights can escape me

All I see botanic gardens with no souls in it but sun covers above me

My breathing runs through my body but I feel cold with a frozen soul

Something has happen to my people that I use to share my world with

All I see a silent bodies but no one moves towards me

It’s all about now and no one but I surrounded by my own destiny

I prostrate to the Watcher while knowing no one left but He

Now it’s my turn to leave but as the last soul of my time

I see a gate with others but none is familiar only their stories

I know where I am now but on another layer different than yours

I surrender to my Watcher who created me then and resurrected me now…

Written by Errol Oz

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Permalink Reply by Bobby Z on March 3, 2010 at 1:41pm

real interesting, deep and delving. sounds like a strange dream you had and then captured it ...very cool

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