The Fall of those Grass’ Grace


Do not express your mind,

So I do not express my mind.

Instead I am writing these lines.

Know that to spy, you are not smart enough.


It has been years we have been suppressed,

But funny enough, you said it is for progress.

All I see is only the fall of those grass’ grace.

Oh for god’s sake, the great you are!


I am not expressing, I am poeming.

There is nothing relevant to you, do not lynching.

Poeming is the act of beautifying and forward moving.

While what you have done is none that a poem can contain.

Soundtrack: Walking All Day – The End of the F*****g World (Original Songs and Score) by Graham Coxon