New World Order

Accepting what has been done and what has to come,

keep falling in the ditch, and don't wait for the outcome,

too heavy and deep you will find no one there,

if you look up above, there will be a million stares.

Blinded by the slimmed openings of the shining jetpack,

the fall is too strong, don't try to tighten your slacks,

catch on to the bent, yet so slender twigs,

one needs to find safe haven and stop pretending you are not hit.

Once you reach there, you'll see a whole new trance,

life will be so different that you will learn how to dance,

humming, strumming, drumming, a lot of new passions,

free falling out of the way you’ll get to know new fashions.

Set pieces, creepy crawlies never to disturb anymore,

life will be neat, and new things will start coming to the store,

adjustments, disruptions, stop mattering, once you have sought it,

it's not about the nirvana, it's about the way how you've reached it.