\"The image of eternity-the throne
Of the invisible; even from out thy slime
The monsters of the deep are made; each zone
Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.\"
Lord Byron
In the deep of the dark night, like a bell
I listen to that one heavy vile chain
Despite the potent and disgusting rain;
Unleashing huge terrifiying hell
What shakes my whole body in every cell;
I try to calm down but all is in vain
In this conduct i don\'t find any gain
Right now I can\'t stand this thing very well.
Is the old mistery of the full moon
With those blinding lights that are almost blue
And your strange rounded shape like a balloon
You don\'t bring any precise or clear clue
About your intention, same as raccoon
Which is slowly introduced through a flue.
Ryan Pires ___✍🏽©