Oh, you elders, please hear my plea.
I can’t harness the Bull in me.
These unnatural times, total loss of control.
Primaeval crimes taking their toll.

Not a lion, young man’s but a bull.
Damned be nature’s bipolar pull.
To temptation and sin,
my animal within.

It is in the human nature to seek to advance.
Yet in this age, my greatest guidance
is this instinct,  the compass of Taurus.
Still, the world shows there’s no need for us.

The Compass of Taurus

How long shall the land mourn
and the herbs of every field wither,
for the wickedness of us
who dwell therein?

Our Earth-Mother, she will
greatly multiply our sorrow.
Cursed is the ground for our own sake.
In sorrow all the days of our life.

But just maybe,
some will hide away,
retreat and survive.
Just maybe, we shall overcome.

So, I see you
as a tearless day.
The post-everything world.
True life, after death.

Deny the Inconvenient

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