The Glance That Don't Want To See....

A glance that don’t want to see
Other than beauty...
Life pours on her skin
A beam of sparkling seconds...
A glance that don’t want to see
Other than honesty and good intensions...
Life baths her in the light
Of peaceful wishes...
A glance that refuse to see
Other than comforting moments...
Life settles at her the bed
Of less violence...
A glance that will never see in others
other than respectable being...
Life beats endlessly hopeful
Of sweet highlight...

A glance that just can’t see
...
What I am able to see...

Manichean gestures of those
Who whisper false interests...
The sum of connections
That increase the perturbed stream...
The snake’ smiles waiting to be enough numerous
To bite off of their invisible poison...
The filth some souls are carrying,
Waiting someone else to receive their pulsion wastes...
The knot of tortured spirits
Calculating their next victims...
How viciously liars can be some spongers
Sucking energy as they say what we wish to hear...


A glance that won’t see
Other than...
A wonderful world...