She was hiding behind her big words

Words that advertised her economic, scientific and social superiority

Words that she used like missiles

But slowly she had caged herself in her own prison

She was the golden bird in her own golden prison

Sobbing inside a warm blanket of comforts

Modernity was like a girl

Waiting for the knight as the day was too long and cold

Questions hidden in her mirror castle gradually sodomised her fantasies

For after all she was human

Born with errors and fallacies

For she was just a particle of dust in a colourless chemical reaction


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