A broken myth leaves a barren world with an understood state
It comes as a storm, shatters beliefs which really didn’t have any meaning
Storm though was far from normal, as it had all that is needed to completely trash or thrash
A new world again emerges, in time, fully, at various seasons
It is human to be controlled, again new myths, new laws
Alas, as nature, as flowers blooms and withers,
In real, human blooms and withers….