THE DAY THE CLOUD RAIN PLANES

Thoughts of the unknown tackles my heart, fear of the predictable shackles my lungs. Slowly my heart beats and rapidly this loops. Has existence lost its minds, has nature lost its conscience?

Challenges, the author of everyday life. Narrow the situation and narrow it is for any possible solution. The longer the night has become as my eyes forever longs for the morning and my body worries of the weight in my chest. Gradually I am losing my mind knowing my religion won’t save me now. Life oh life why hart thou cruel?

The Sincere ones lacks food but the insincere ones ends being cheered for. The hardworking individual never get rest, for the storms never seize to stop yet the lazy individual rest for the storm sleeps in his or her ignorance. In despair I fear not to bother anymore but at the end what is life without all this?

Run! Run! Run! Dog barks and humans never listen. Wake! Wake! Wake! Wake! The cock crow and humans still sleeps. The love of money is the root of all evil what about the lack of money?

The bell in the cradle bed of a baby makes the baby fall asleep when starring at it but try to make the bell ring and see. Two ways to everything but in this time and in this situation in life, what way do I go? Every soul keep asking. Sell your fears buy your boldness so, posterity won’t forget your courage.