I say: 'Good morning everyone', <br />Turn on the light. The morning sun <br />Will never choose to greet this place <br />Of greed-trapped minds and sheer disgrace. <br />Some beer into inner space <br />To sink reality for instance <br />Is just the way of my resistance <br />Within this suffocating maze. <br /> <br />The fussy crowds in hurrying trams, <br />The same old streets, the traffic jams <br />Are too disgusting for my eyes - <br />They seek lush colors of surprise. <br />My heart's a rose yet to bloom, <br />And all it needs is Heaven's cater, <br />But I will never break the fetter <br />Of northern winds and autumn gloom.<br /><br />April Avalon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fetter/
