Analysis of Research

A dark grey see,
 wind blowing
 forcefully in my hair.
 A boat smashing its way
 headfirst out on the see.

I stand on the boat looking forward,
 and hurting my eyes in the wind.
 We stop in the middle of the see.
 A cylinder is taken up to show.

Michael lowers the cylinder
down in the water.
 He standing there dramatically
waiting as a golden weight
 would reach the cylinder.

As Michael and Samael
 drawing the line
 pulling cylinder up,
 the waves twist and turns
 the boat whit reality.

A drip of the water
 on a transparent piece of glass.
 Another glass piece
 above the water drop.
 put under a microscope.

Monotonous work sliding
 the piece of glass up and down.
Little by little counting
 and scribing it down.

We are the angel of god
 and we are driving research
 on the humans.