Crystal Gazing

Starts as a feeling pure,

This vitreous second sight

Without hallucinating, hating,

Captive of a future bright

Fortune telling-

Honours for madmen only!

Through the looking glass,

And when the glass looks back.

Why is everything to be denied?

That could make life a little bright.

Horrors guessing, exceptional,

Through details all revived.

Aligned in the death wish prismal

The crystal gazing - silver Eye.

We are the feeble standing

Before the Great Awakening.

The livestock roaming,

Counting the seconds to

Our Second Coming.

Why is everything to be denied?

That could make life a little bright.

Through the looking glass,

And when the glass looks back:

Yourself as a fraud.