Genesis Of Nakedness
-Mridara

Life ends.
The world having been stripped of and thrown open for inspection.

A fools Elysium it was, full of absurdities.
Born with optimism we imbeciles plod towards wisps of hope.
Seemingly satisfied to wander a maze of insanity.
Disillusioned zombies.
Acting out unfeeling roles in the play of life.
No one knows where it all began.
No one knows where it all ends.
Could hell be any worse ?

- 25 / 8 / 2006