Nothing is.
Nothing is free.
Nothing is free from boundaries.
The grand hatch has been spoiled
Fed and spoiled with binaries.
In eternal duality
From one to another absolute .
She drags her burden to the cunning
To seek her sermon`s sequel lot
One step back to from where she`s coming
Once suffered from, it can`t be given back.
Freedom must be -
But maybe not.
Maybe secure, maybe not.
As nothing is - nothing will be
Ever binary to the core.
In eternal duality
From one to another absolute.
She drags her burden to the cunning
To seek her sermon`s sequel lot
Absolution comes as a stunning illusion
That tears her heart apart.
This parasital redeemer
Spoils the poor with significance
Throws blessings upon the contempt and feeble
And strains the shrewd with hesitance.