A web of life is woven in time,
Different threads are designed to complete it,
Hope, much loved of all threads-
Is selected the most,
Today I can't locate it,
How must I finish this web?
I wait for proposals-
From others like me,
chaos fetches his favorite thread,
peace not far back advises a few,
violence twines within my work,
devil comes with his metallic red,
now the web is absolute,
all the votes accounted for,
now begins a new one,
hope lost once more.
