26/12/2014 – YasNiger™

Truth salts,
Like tears.
And paths,
Reveal fears.

Night sleeps,
Light wakes.
Sheep reaps,
Ant makes.

When ripe,
Eat fruit.
Every life
Has soot.

Yoked, alone;
They peered.
Even stone
Has feared.

Even odds
Can even.
Even odds,
Odds even.

YasNiger™