Nyein Way (19.1.1962 / Yangon)

No criticism dissolving into the reality of nowhere
Who can say you are so true to yourself
Swaying leaves falling from the sky of limitless hope called 'being human' the address in the world of no reconigination
Dead brain dead imaginatoin dead future without maps
Calling out on the piano blackenede truths
Diving into the pooof heartless decision
No ending but only labyrith on floating education