5 July 2012
A man sits in a room
He knows he's not to peer
But this impatient mans consumed
He has to look, he's sincere
You see in front of the man
There is a black curtain
Nothing surrounds
It's just floating there, Lurking
It's presence uncertain
'It's got to be worse then!'
So the man gets up
And opens the curtain
Behind the black curtain
Was something quite worse than
He thought might have lurked when
He was still so uncertain
A world full of misery
And sadness he saw
Killing and fighting
And looting galore
The negativity was evil
And it sure enough attacked
For this is the reason The curtain was black
A man sits in a room
He knows he can peer
This patient mans got room
He can look, this is clear
You see in front of the man
There is a white curtain
Something surrounds
It's not just floating there, lurking
It's presence is certain
'It can't be worse then.'
So the man stood up
And opened the curtain
Behind the white curtain
Was something of worth when
He looked without lurking
For he was so certain
A world full of joy
And wonder he saw
No killing and fighting
Loving galore
The positivity was good
And a real delight
For this is the reason
The curtain was white
Behind The Curtain • Opuss № I