Asking The Time Poem by Muhammad Sakib

In a whirlpool we live
Under these stormy clouds we breath
Time turn our lives
Asking us where we live

My heavy heart
Is made of stone
The cracks on your skin
Deny how age couldn't testify

In a whirlpool we live
Even though we are so close
We are still on this edge
Asking us where we live

In the whirlpool we live
All this noises all that sound
How long am I gonna stand?
My heavy heart
That the inventors could never see nor understand
Ask us where we live