I Have Seen...

Autumns "Monet Sunsets", and Bing"s "White Christmas" snofalls. Laughter ignite amidst amidst pools of tears, and chromiumed hate disolve in vats of hydrochloric love. Mothers reject their young, and fathers adopt crippled sons. Enough to know that if I could see everything today, a dull parade of boring tomorrows would surely follow. The cold "Eye of Evil", and that smug gaze of yesterday. But I feel  the ever present breath of "Ozymandias", and at times do despair....