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The Little Prince

The Little Prince.webp
With rotors which intrepidly revolve
Crashing through deserts like a meteor
Broken heart in a choking interior
Blind watches measured the creator

Boxes of lamb and unseen light
Where should the idea itself fly
To tame and to grow and try
To help rejuvenate these poisoned minds

Asking as if meaning to shatter
Child of man and matter
Return to ash and weather
Behind tears we will be gladder

And you think as if the rot blooms
After falling away in the distant gloom
From every star dream another moon
Over the distant horizon looms

Each man with his lamp to ignite
Still the vacuous depths do entice
Another step into greed to remind
Just a joystick for the cosmic drive

Asking as if meaning to shatter
Child of man and matter
Return to ash and weather
Behind tears we will be gladder

Onto millions of sand we hold
Particles to infinitely juxtapose
Like lines of orbital gold
Searching after a glass-captured rose

Small lords and mathematics
Clothing on the greater thematics
An address of numbers and ethics
Resonating atop a deeper eclectic

Asking as if meaning to shatter
Child of man and matter
Return to ash and weather
Behind tears we will be gladder

Told through funnels of achievement?
Made breaking boundaries into endearment?
Not for our bleeding gun sentiments,
Perhaps more butchers here than architects...

Ears which cannot recognize
A shrewd and fierce inner rise
Within a hat beyond the mind
Helmets for the world and I...

Asking as if meaning to shatter
Child of man and matter
Return to ash and weather
Behind tears we will be gladder

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