A sturdy oak tree in the burning forest
all life gone, a mere body in the midst.
When time and space sunk to variables
and I was hoping as ever for miracles.

A withered hand fighting for words
A brainless git lost among nerds
A confused mind searching for a reason
A hopeless soul crying for a revelation.

Tiredness engulf my skinny torso
fear unmasked from my pitiful face
O sympathy - why do you feel so good?
coz I am angry, rage revealing my side.

The pointer goes down to the beginning
its nature revealed only upon ending
This is the end of the beginning
and the genesis of another ending.