AN OCEAN IN A CLOWN

Wish to deep dive into the pond of my Mind 
Where no one could search what I will find
Getting in the section of a cheerful client
Where words become a glow of a beautiful time
the music lays out the the peaceful rhymes
pictures are memories of a digital kind
But the world all around saves each neuron line

As if a penny in a bank
Being collected from a mine
using it for destruction
and filling it with crime
In the name development
growing bigger with time
listening to the voice which where's the crown
turning our world into a circus,
and we are the clown

who swims all day
as he was left to drown
realizing the path
that needed to be found
Ending the pathetic system
which needed to be bound
fueling himself by getting dirty brown
appreciating his birth
as a father feels proud
Finding his free will under the clouds
talking to the winds
and listening their epic sounds
Becoming the arsenal of his dreams
Setting his grounds
Which destroys the walls and makes them gone
Standing with the strength, Which was never to be born.