Walking along a walkway, Looking at the blue sky, I saw a bird stray, Thinking was it worth to fly? From crawling on the floor, To running the races of life, Choosing known and unknown doors, Thinking was it worth strife? From striving to create, To kill it and learn to imitate, Pondering my doings and undoings, Thinking was it worth the faith? I am delusional, numb, Not knowing what is real and not, Shall I forget all with a glass of rum? Or is it the life I thought?
Love learn and live.