Today humanity rolls in the dust;
Remote why have You persevered?
Tenderness by stone is lost;
Have You not looked closely?
The pollen of blossoms has become static;
Sandalwood has evolved into a substance devilish.
In each nook of soul and in the floral garden,
Why have You let poison appear?
Age after age, as much the holy endeavor,
Whatever had been good, propitious thought,
All having let be crushed, moonlight's glow polluted,
Demons to dance– why are You permitting?
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I don't ask just for myself... the world is a mess.
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