The world I see

The world I see in front of me
Is a world lost in shadows,
A world busy hiding its identity.
I see a world smoothly running
Into pockets of untamed greed,
These pockets are what I refuse
To walk into; my savings cling to me.

So burn your drug, burn your cities
Burn even the ashes if your need be
I would still be the river, tidy in spirit
Just remember rivers lead to clouds
And clouds to thunders; and thunders
Are a bit ruthless, rude, indifferent;
For a thunder's passion lies beneath the sea.