Omecarta Poem by Milan Baro

Sudden explosion a little less time for the harvest
Living moments which failed to catch by constant eyes
In every awe there is one dellusion cast
Hey you! ! Stand for the close ones, are you dear?
You have to endure then make new shapes for your hearth
Roads split, Paths broken, Lives divided
Enter one turn back with silence your head weary and down
Try one more time and you will face your fears
Dont play down make your names on the list
Impossible formings ready to take a stand
Reshape and fix the broken walls to reload
Push forward new ways to serve to your purpose
Against a will you cannot survive, magic moments
Healer of the naive initial thoughts you hold dear
Your creation tend to sail with silence
The story known are just a part for to hide
Dual subjects each fall down reminds of
The mind to share for equal shame
Now submerged, hidden and attach for another feeling
See it all not ends well, silent sighs before the final attack