Irvan June '99
When the red light turns on and you stop
Then the green light starts flashing, you go back
As if reasonable, but ... ..
When the jam and heat and smell
Then smoothly return to the long highway
What do you feel?
Would like a holiday after a busy day was through
Have you ever touched the moss in between the rocks filled with ice
Staring at the sun in broad daylight
Naked during the crowded people
Or scavenging garbage for life
We are not skeptical sentimental
But we also do not hide the sin
Reality often compare themselves
When the wind blows gently shaking the strands of hair
And the tears trickled through the cheek
Every older people who feels his end is near
Start self introspection
In the late remorse and hope
In the ages may not be wasted again
Last edited by Whyshydude; 11-18-2011 at 01:39 AM.