Some

Some raging “bull” full of…air 
There seems nothing more ahead
Greed has a charming smile 
Just before cutting all heads 

Another self-lie recoiling 
Behind the softest of sounds 
Lust has the soother of voices
‘fore invading other´s grounds 

Pride feels elation in “crimes” 
Thriving by gorging in “I”’s	
Dressing in what we don’t know 
 We get naked but still blind

Some bit of feeling to help
Feel the need of the ever “youth”
Finish the “prom” and the “party”
At least losing 
The swimsuits 

There´s another world inside 
Waiting inside flesh and blood 
Something to ask for just after
Wanting the real “none at all”

Just some help to rediscover 
What cries inside of black holes 
What don’t need to be made up
Or “crowned” for doing some “work”

Help to wake up from whatever  
Get close to One who don´t need
Nothing from nothing at all
But not “Ki” what He could give

Some bit of feeling to help
Feel the need of something “true”
Finish the “prom” and the “party”
Before it turns into… 
…“Truth”