All around in the air...
Straigh through the horizon and storm
It's all so clear...
Our world, that's falling into thousand pieces
Can't see through the blur and smudge...
Broken on our knees to serve the machine
The wheel goes on and on, generation to another..
We slay to go no where
All around before my eyes...
People with their ignorante acts and minds
There is no future for us...
As long as the mankind is meant to be blind.
An interesting piece; yes, there are many levels of blindness that one must push through - the use of faith is the most effective methodology; nicely done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The wheel goes on and on, generation to another.. We slay to go no where.............................really fascinating, i do enjoy the way you think, well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing