7 Dalga: The Song of the Sky: When Freedom Barges In (Part 12)

Secrets are flies, my kin, they bring a blight of lies…

Houseflies, horseflies, mouseflies

A force of flies

Secrets are like flies, my kin:

They feed on filth

And they create filth

Secrets spawn lies

A malefaction, a defecation of flies

Secrets are like maggots, my kin:

They feed on death and putrefaction

And they are nothing but a distraction

A distraction of fruitless flies

There is never freedom

In The Land of Flies…


Continues…

Sanem Özdural