there are words inside me that don’t want to hide anymore.Perfect or not, they don’t want to be safe for much longer.They want to be free.

An entire planet pretending to be uncomfortable with the humanitarian crisis while engrossed in distractions on their mobile screens. Humanity ignoring their inevitable existential crisis.

Humanity was an ugly word when such cruelty was inflicted on one another.

Some guy on the radio is asking me to take it slow, switches to a commercial and I wait for the next song. Feel very much in need of getting lost in speed of electric notes.

The money we slaved for, bought information that kept us all trapped inside a chamber of lies and running on a greed wheel.

The cruelty of men had infected the land, and sea only swept in sharp waves to the shores.

The physics of gravity was not reserved only for large celestial objects to efficiently exert.

Her ghost is still orbiting Earth inside the tiny dim lit room. Orbiting endlessly like an invisible moon circling our beautiful blue planet.

He read the words, wondering when cruelty won the vote from democracy.

Life was less of a mystery for every digit that age handed over to him. Time, however, became more cryptic and dealt in destructive consequences.

At first, you get your jaw broken but next time you know better than anyone how to protect yourself.

Some needs superseded our own wellbeing, and we let ourselves be destroyed by greed and results of our own careless mistakes. We pretend not to notice, the things that meaninglessly deplete us away.