I walk with a frown,
My art downstairs drowned.
A tear in my eye,
I'm going to cry.
The snow, I have found,
Seeped into the ground...
The wonders of why
My art drowned and died
Include this moment,
In your indifferent pot.
Rampant in your ways...
Vague and gentle.
Rise up like the sun,
Shifting darkness to light.
Tired of taboo,
An unusual timely flight.