“Mourning” by Joram Roukes (2012)
Surrender to the whirlwind,
Surrender to the yearning.
Put it all together now,
Smile while it’s burning.
This is my smoke,
I will breathe it till I choke,
Remember all the ventures now,
See them as they float.
A prisoner becomes he,
Who knocks on a prison’s door.
Once you’re in, you can’t get out,
Intentions entice me to implore.
I will never kneel before commandments,
That I can easily disapprove.
Sacrifice all senseless sentiments,
Deterrence demands me to move.