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..........