Quiet peace
I'm running from the ghost
The times are desperate
Where can I hideThe seas are calm enough
To set me free
It's my only hopeThe star is about to blow
It's an old Wolf-Rayet star
That's eating it's neighborYou never know what's coming
It's as if the universe is tilted
And is losing starsTell me I'll be free
When I fall in love
It could be a new dayThe wizard has spoken
The wind will blow
And we'll be freeYou've always told me
That you really know me
Why can't you let me goThis is where I draw the line
I know that I must surrender
To the God that created all thisI must keep my faith
It's all I have in this crazy word
The days of peace will eventually prevailA peaceful sketch!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8