Wild Poem by Rida SedN

Up! Shhh ahhhh what a fresh breath

Between the trees of love!
By the light of the moon!
In the midst of the woods!
I Really wanna be a wild rather than a street
What a pretty God's painting
What a beautiful made what haven't human touched
Street wars or wild battles both are bad yeaa!
Street deaths but wild mercy!
The street mafias or the wild gangs!
Nah Fresh in the wild but the weed in backstreets!

Down! Arhhh What a nasty smell

Between the columns of hate!
By the light of the lamppost
In the midst of the streets
Nothing is really impressive everything is fully depressed
The flock wild birds damn the flock street rams
The street sponsor... The wild stars.
Which one is luminous?
Sunrise onset by bird melodies in the wild
Non-stop fire in backstreet
I Really wanna be a wild

Guns and clouds same thunder and light....different drops
rain falls watering the land on the other side the bullets fall damaging the hearts
One kills a life the other one gives a life!
One is obvious out of observations the other one is obvious too but full of observations

Who you want to be!

One is fully crowded but empty emotions as a rocky valley!
One is empty but fully emotions as a river!
One pretends the evil but fully goodness!
One pretends the goodness but fully evil
One is luminous in the dark but the injustice walks and controls
One is darky at night but the justice lights up and guides

I want an answer who you really want to be!

One is hotter in winter but the blood evaporates by egotism
One is colder in winter but the blood warms by love
Who you really wannaaa beeeeeee! Yeeaaa I really wanna! ! ahh I really wanna be alone in the cold darky night rather than!
Really wanna die facing sunrise by bird melodies rather than! dying by weed facing the bullets! I Really wanna be a wild rather than a street! alone by myself rather than! ! rather than..! Then die in peace!