Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Wednesday, October 5, 2016
the secrets..
All the eyes and it is all of them wishing and fishing. Is it on land or in the seas? Wish it is in the river. But what kind of rivers? What kind of eyes on the rivers? Wish it is all me. Wish me or versus them? A simple joke could unite the masses. But a war could kill them all. Why war has been chosen? For the heart of unity has never being spelt correctly. Thus peace usually threaten unity. They fight each other wanting more sharing of a small piece of land. Allah is Great. Tsunami overpower them all. Allahuakbar.
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