Blob

Eternity is right
Everything will became a light.
Dust under god knows who’s boots.
I am however a bird.
Yes, I am a bird in free space.
My destination is my destiny.
My blossom starting to bloom.
I am a life which always in motion.
You on the other hand is blob.
Small, dirty blob...without face.
So, don’t complain to anyone
It is your true existing on the face of Earth.
It’s really simple to explain;
I am a bird and you are blob...

November 13, 1996
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov


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