Sense

If I lose everything
All will be left is Jihad
And to be honest
I don’t have too much
Particles collide
Speeded in accelerator
Concrete of cities
Slowly erodes
I’ve flooded a sea out of me
A river flows from me
You can get to me
With digital highway
And i don’t feel well
I try to comprehend reality
However there isn’t
Much sense in it