Hora do Mergulho

Close the door, forget the noise
Close your eyes, take a breath
It's diving time!

I'm young, sir, and the well is not so deep

Superman, doesn't overcome the surface
We mortals come from the deep
I'm old, my old man, as old as the world

I want peace, a truce
From the lilac-neon-Las Vegas
Depth: 20,000 leagues
If you want peace, prepare for war
If you want nothing, rest in peace

Light, asked the poet, last words, complete lucidity
Then silence

Forget the light! Breathe deeply!
I am an enlightened despot in this dark and deep mediocrity