Let alone the black hole
Dancing on top of every lost things
In the unwanted journey, no one can console
Only your sane part could help to think
In the (some) children's eyes
Nothing look shabby and impossible
In the (some) adult's eyes
Everything is a mess and unbearable
It is not the time that change what you see
It is what you've been through that conclude
Don't let the crowd outsmart you
Nor the solitary moment own fully the blue
Pack your bag and crack the universe
Feed the starving brain with a riddle
Or, lock yourself and do the curse
Bury the soul with fear and scruple
Let alone the black hole
Dancing on top of every lost things
In the unwanted journey, no one can console
Only your sane part could help to think
-DEB
