
Sad times reign supreme
humanity grows colder
sun rises in hope.

Sad times reign supreme
humanity grows colder
sun rises in hope.

We take to the skies
aim for the dark depths of space
dismissing what’s here.

Cloudy winter day,
little bundles of sunshine
dotting the footpaths.

A movie hero
strutting to his own music—
big car on a beach.

Sways to the wind’s song,
suburban coconut tree
bows to the sun god.