You Just Have Read Poem by Peitho Enthermos

If the clouds cease to move, who will notice?

If every star loses it's light, who'll say, "They were there even in the morning? "

And if old souls have lived in the deepest ocean floor...

And sees one float beneath them, does it mean flying?



And if we have more than one moon, what will we gain or lose?

Or more than one sun, so we get to choose?

Why do we want rain and we don't want rain?



Is it convenient if we have clouds above our heads?





To tell time, and to tell what's gonna happen?

Or what's gonna happen tells the time, how are we gonna live, then?



To talk and to listen... Altogether... Don't mean singing along?



When God created everything, should we decide what's wrong?





And with these questions, I carried in my head...

Today, born to me a daughter.

I named her, "You Just Have Read".