the poetry of life

Come take my hands,

Let me lead you to the way,

Be mesmerized of how life unveil itself.

Flip it over, lay your hands to the surface of my budding love.

I watched the shattered and solidary world,

Behold the meager and the feeble.

Men kills men in a savage way,

and without a reason.

Hope impetuously plucked out.

And the clamour will never be heard.

Values has been replaced,

And scriptures were neglected.

Money has been valuable than life.

Life has changed to an easy

Yet a hideous way.