I walked down the street

Eyes were bulging

Fate was moving like an engine

I spun a rose

I watched the birds, my friends

The bullets flew

Across the battlefield

I spun a rose

I minded my own

Tho

Illusion was spinning

I looked at a rose

I wondered

How they think they’re safe

Penned in and fattened

I clutched a rose

I heard the worst

They paved the road

Propped in cars of their stench

And I heard the rose:

She said

“Carry on

The worst is done

Carry on

The goddess’ loved one”

I stumbled home

I carry on

Self realisation

In a deluded situation

I love myself

I spun a rose