Saturday, 16 April 2016

water
Everywhere the smell of desert
the hope is sleeping in the dream of water
alone we can't achieve...
unitedly human can survive.
Nature want the care and compassion,
Let's understand its bare feeling,
as we are its part and supreme
its our responsibility to adjust the grieves.
Under the sky
clouds are flying beyond our dream,
the anger of god to endure with patience...
To explore the life
may be the only goal
in the barbed wire
humming bird we are.
water...
the life,
the dream of coolness,
will be the illusion...
 if...
 we destroy our conscience,
May be, still there is some hope
we can save our glittering civilization.

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