• De'jza'vu

    Sitting in my shadow, hidden deep within my mass
    Makes things around the room, shake and tatter just like glass
    Folding in my arms, my mind begins to turn
    But closing in on second glance, the glass begins to burn
    For hiding all the truth, that will enthrall us all,
    Yet spelling blindly lies, will only see us fall
    Unless two and three is six, you haven't got to worry
    Cause underneath the fire, the waters rage in constant fury
    Finding out the truth, will only take away
    From every single move we make, on each and everyday.
    LXVI