A PIECE OF REALITY

ADOLESCENCE



We have built a new Babel tower
Our selfishness made us blind.
We are seating outside the house
As a guy who drank too much wine.

Our world has an amorphous body
It suffers of hypovolaemia.
The blood can not circulate properly
Our world suffers of hypoxemia.

The aortas of our world are blocked
They are becoming very thin.
What does it need?
I think another kind of medicine.

Our world does not know about itself
It has lost its identity.
Is it paranoia or hysteria?
I think schizophrenic personality.

But someone is living in this world
He has to do something. What?
This angelical creature
Is responsible for that.

Perhaps this sickness,
Is a pestilence.
If it is not, I am sure
It is in a period of adolescence.

Phoenix