Never depart from Lhasa.

The day might as well,
vanish as it does.
Add into the Blur
that gazes from above;
govern me and my master
for every minute that turns,
with its back turned upon us.

A record was kept, of the workers
out in the Sun, in barns,
in absence of respect, dignity;
down at Earth.
The pervert in his shed counted profit;
liable to none.

Suspecting of wrong would be the Sun,
kept quiet by the perpetual stream of flood
that would come undone.
Thus, he drew the curtain.
In seclusion, and departure from faith,
right beside the lamp from shade,
a ladder fell.
From human layers that shed,
an animal was born.

Out under the Blur, all kept much the same.
The first victim was caught,
and the letter read,
"Three laws. Seclusion, perversion, and departure from the assigned sex."

The next day hardly came by.
For what respect they had for the master,
workers grew quiet.
I stayed silent in the days that followed.
I had heard the horns of execution next door
while my own wall stayed abode.

Every other day, another Sun was caught.
And then came the day,
the curtains fell again, revealing to all
a dog under the human facade.

It wished to be owned,
like all dogs must;
but on the parameters laid-out
like a human would.

It'd been abandoned by its owner
until the barn came through.
In a little hut, it found an escape.
The master had many animals to tame,
it could hide away on its own for days.

It would scoff at the sheep,
laugh when food was served,
and when it had eaten the meal,
a ‘horrid glint’ took the eyes.
"I revel in betrayal, and the anguish of my known."
The workers shrugged it off
as some murmur they heard.

The dog ran with the sheep, a ferocious smile on the face.
It spat along the way,
never a flinch in its gaze, 
even if the winding chase cost tears on its face.

Soon after the last, another letter was received, 
and the dog was gone, so as the Sun.
No one cared to read the cause, it was a menace after all.

The Blur had served in the greater good of all.
With another day nearing vanish,
it rose into the Blur,
to gaze from above.