If you look really close
you can see it….
If you really observe
you will understand;
a war that deepens inside you
till everything is dead…
a silence that roars itself
till it deafens death….
a blue magical blood flowing
till it turns into poison
a memory of life erased
till voids are filled with losses
the sanctity of the future questioned
till the present gets unbearable
dreams rewinding and playing
till reality gives up on you…
It is ok if you don’t see it
because till all these happen
there is always hope….
there is always hope….
like a cool breeze in a hot tiring day
like the ice cold water
perspiring outside the bottle…
like life transpiring from the clenched
fists of a newborn….
there is always hope….
there is always hope….