All of the world will turn black like a rotting apple

Makoto Maruyama

Injustice upon injustice
Naked king in the most extravagant costumes
That only fools can see

Like a rotting apple
All of the world will turn black
“Le ventre en l'air, comme une femme lubrique,
Brûlante et suant les poisons,
Ouvrait d'une façon nonchalante et cynique
Son ventre plein d'exhalaisons.”
—From Charles Baudelaire “Les Fleurs du mal”

We don't know who's our enemies and who's our friends
Do you know what you're fighting against?

No violence
Do something
Do beauty and ugly
Just survive
We don't need hope
Never, never give up
Just keep walking alone
Like a unicorn's horn

It's raining lightly today
The spotlight of the burning sunshine is not so bad
But let's take a coffee break in the interval when the curtain of cloudy sky is drawn
The black liquid had the deep taste of despair and melancholy

  • Author: Makoto Maruyama (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 19th, 2021 12:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    a wonderful write, detailed in its explicit scope to penetrate our duality of innate sensibilities..
    but dear poet, the ying and yang of life
    is not limited to a concept
    where white is all-good
    and black is all-bad
    true, what's rotten will indeed - sicken
    but not all darkness
    represents our doorway to a closed path
    better, I feel - to simply accept
    that blackness we all harbour
    and confront - it, before
    our ignorance, feeds - it
    and we are reduced to mere contaminated carriers
    of that same plague
    we point out - dutifully: in others
    while mirroring, their very actions...

    • dusk arising

      Maybe it's the dark glasses. They do tell a story.

      • Makoto Maruyama

        Thanks dear Mek, « white is all-good
        and black is all-bad » that is true, I think too.

        • Makoto Maruyama

          Thanks dear dusk, I'm sure you're right, haha



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