Thread Of My Kite

Alliteration may cheer you,

Ziegler did it years ago,

Kites of the world tied in one thread,

Ask an alacrity how does she live....

Though we need to be seperate,

Hundreds of knives are weakening,

Reload the promise that once you did,

Else the devils are gonna ruin,

Asset of our morning madness,

Devils I say I said I'll say,

Of course you are not my slave,

Freedom you may not ask for,

Moreover the embracing silence kills,

Youth of our lovely day,

Kisses I spit on, Hugs I kick,

I may deserve the least,

Total inactivity of your words are killing,

Erode our morning craze, be my thread.