Document - human code [eng. poem]
contribute to the true formation of your thoughts
and question questions with loyality to the art
roumble rounds in turned decks without any aces
remember wounds on skin and scars on faces
relations to logic mesured by capacity of sense
man went further, but diddent critisize herself
so let´s put a face on the devil for once
if god image us, who mirror his creations?
a split nature bound by the trouble of strive
with the one goal to survive n have a good ride
so the means got mean n the stature rose aswell
but the logic froze and man lost her innocence
lite poetry bara.. peace