Crystal Gazing

Starts as a feeling pure,

This vitreous second sight

Without hallucinating, hating,

Captive of a future brightFortune telling-

Honours for madmen only!

Through the looking glass,

And when the glass looks back.Why is everything to be denied?

That could make life a little bright.Horrors guessing, exceptional,

Through details all revived.

Aligned in the death wish prismal

The crystal gazing - silver Eye.We are the feeble standing

Before the Great Awakening.

The livestock roaming,

Counting the seconds to

Our Second Coming.Why is everything to be denied?

That could make life a little bright.Through the looking glass,

And when the glass looks back:

Yourself as a fraud.