So now is a faraway ocean!: A poem 

So now is a faraway ocean 

with no dignity, that I cast it 

beyond all starry realms 

into the blackholes beyond the universe 

where every fish needs to be 

in its plasticated garbagy spaces 

We should never covet the time 

that led us to this realisation 

But let it be foraged by its own flesh-grabbing 

You can see, evil will never stops being mean 

So, it should be rounded up in dilapidated baggage 

and together entirely deceived 

So, it is ruined before its own eternity! 

I am living that I can certainly see 

the troubles that they make me feel 

redeem me from their insolence 

and bequeath them, themselves, with their sin 

So even if they win, they can never win 

They have boulders tied to their shins 

in every burdensome moment that they exist in 

I have to tell you that I have made parodies of all my enemies 

And am continuously laughing in mockery at their victories!