9. Mole in a crossorad

Saw me down and gray

You looked so shiny up there

Blind man, black patched, eye sockets burnt

Just ears to hear your nice words

Among my mouth sounds undone

I’m sorry, how can I save it now?

So sorry, I was blind to see

Saw you down and blown

Then I started walking back home

What was the worst for me now is turning into grace

Grace that crumbles into the sea

When I see you do not want to believe