An angel

Always the brightest,

Oh surely will

Fall out of the nest



Conscious of the falsifications

And the harnessing

Of our reality



The angel

Would never submit

For his eyes were

Wide open and lit



We brought oil

Where there was a fire

In this way for good

Were bound to the devil



Constantly evolving, curious

Sombre, obscure, dark and luminous

Vitriolic, stringent, prophetic



He penetrated

The wheel of modern

Society that

He hated so so much

Hated with all his strength



The tumbler stayed standing up

All of his life he flinched not



Surpassing of the art

Surpassing cinema

Surpassing life itself

Dang dong dang dong..........