Your Shoes and the World to Come-Envy

See the fear goes beyond Four thousand five hundred million years Nails come off Hair falls off with scalp Visibililty gets narrow slowly Who do we hand over the responsibilities Justice sometimes Become unpaid sin Only leave and tell aftereffects Remorse and hapiness To weapons We demand and built Arm I raise exhausted Those phrases are madly fascinating I breathe and my thoughts crumble Caused heat after decieved Vanish, vanish, vanish The calling on knees says Where an exiled man who had wrong Ideas of hope in the past goes? Responsibilities passed around and Sank into oblivion shifted a stare gently Dedicated to your shoes and The world to come