2-me (poem by cauchy)

2-me
Rains are acid under cloud

Who s names are in Cauchy s rounds

Soldiers weather the colours of winds

Dated peoples are corpses in tombs


Dark ages are dominos with tops

Mercies are alcohols but preys are horns

Blow them up in punches that drunk

Strike the stick that stroke the drums


Blame the worlds for men s sakes

Wars in peaces are words in jails

Snakes tongues hid the rattle tails

Sucks in preys and liquids in take


Methyl in flash drive our laws

Heats in fires on feet and arms

Purity the nitrates with lye and salts

Who put the crosses to pin the bad


Dance in feet and work in swords

Kisses on chins and rubbing the boots

These two are us like one me

Our front has shines our back are mean


Faces our weak but weathers are storms

Decisions are make and moneys are torn

Who is thief that steals the time/

Powers in cars and tanks have bloods


Deals are wrong but nations pact

Armies are cruel but armies have royal

Stresses to rapes are powers in hearts

Rebel as traitor like our trades


Who confer you medals in buds

Whistles in horns and redbuds are bowed

Clear me as clear the zero

Escape the weights in sign of neon


Go to sleep and go to camp

Search by lens to my holly lands

Have a tryst with very bright star

Suns are dark when nights stay


By cheung shun sang=cauchy3