Laughing Moon

a laughing moon
it shinesso bright
bravely gives protection.
how long hope
may spend the light
to a darkening stage,
mutter courage.
deep in me is burning hatred.
i agree:
it's mixed with pleasure
where's the harmony?
where's the soul of truth?
or the ugly troops of war
mask-uline again?
is the remaining source of hope
mask-unlined by
so-called so-ciety.
who re-lie
on every day-lies
should i subscribe to this vision?
do i belong to?
fabulous, though...
fab!?
surrender?! enjoy?!
but we shouldn't give up. never.
remind me!