The other side
of the great divide...

The phenomena
wasn't...

Proud to belong
to the human race...

Almost in a trance
seamlessly segues...

Flowers luminous
glowing ominously...

Death
is an ugly beast...

The silence of the morning work bells
contrasts the roar of the modified Black Marias...

The ravages
of father time...

I am
a mountain...

My words
and his music...

In that frightening
time...

There's no roar
no crowd...