Rearranging Space

Planets unchangeable
Placed by "seeing" eyes
Moon around Earth around Sun
There is no room living for the cabinet of my guns.

Rearranging spaces
Population control changing faces
Animals evolving by Jupiters graces
There is no turning back.

Things change
Displaced by "unseeing" eyes
All human trying grasping like old furniture
Dying meanwhile caught in an illusion of eternity

Infernal maternal instincts
Pushing snapped back to longing
New songs sung
As I discover the seeing We