Emotion

All that is just is no more.

The past is but a frontier to remember,

What happened then has already changed,

And the present state is all that remains.

From one moment to the next, the world changes,

People die, people are born,

Countries fall and rise.

The growing complexity of all this madness has consumed man,

And turned him into a monster of the past, present, and future.

The words I speak now have already grown stale

As the flies of a chaotic abyss begin their rapid descent.

The truth, if there be any left in this concrete jungle,

Lies in the fleeting explosion between the mind and the heart.

The sensation of naked emotion, which seems to terrorize this present,

Is the only honesty we can still embrace.