shades of green on the bricks, broken steps
dried rivers and tracks in sand
symmetrical bridges and rail tracks
irregular land divisions
Trees dried and standing alone
electric wires running parallel
so intricate like veins and arteries
These bricks built my memories
cannot trace back with broken steps
I can't swim or trace the track
Symmetry confuses me
irregularity interests me
you are that one standing so far
Can't reach you with veins or wires!
As I travel in time and rejoice the moment
You had everything but not clarity!
these rocks and blocks remind the same
I travel to our land of demons and dark lords!
Because angles are overrated and
so are light and right....