finding something among the bushes
of thorn and pain and suffering
a denial of something you never desire
a refuge or rebel against a command of dictator
this pain, that sucks every brain of sane human,
pushing us to the very limit,
like a liquid metal riding in the veins,
like a string tied to a free bird,
oh dear body and brain,
seek sanctuary from the only one almighty,
return and revert the hatred for something better
cause only he who knows the antidote of such pain,
as the task is nearer,
the gasp and beat and thump is louder,
watch...
