Ant Smith

This Life

Chimera

You're a collision of catastrophes

A cataclysm of calamity

A disaster of a tragedy

And a dreamer of humanity

You're a bastard of a fantasy

A perfection of a reverie

A decanter of the heavenly

And a fanciful profanity

You're a demon of divinity

A spectrum of fragility

A model of gentility

And a sorrow of humility

You're a cadaver of a history

A master of a mystery

A hero of the things to be

A shining light of truth to me

You're washed up on the beach it seems

A monster from the deep blue sea

At twenty thousand fathoms deep

You will sleep perchance to dream

You're a precision of dichotomy

A victim of your honesty

A half a shattered helix

And a semi risen Phoenix

You're all a man, a man can be

You're partly caged but always free

You're all a man, a man can be

A collision of catastrophes

This Life