There goes September, end of the Summer -
The peak of a year, for any dream to be cleared.
October came with chill winds and shower,
slowly dawned upon me that another year is over.
Scanning to-do list while ambivalence grew stronger,
whether mankind is the slave of Material World or never?
Two decades of tests and struggles,
Evidently ... mankind has become more confused and greedier,
A fact which I beg to differ,
I see Complacency as the crux of the matter,
since in humbleness we know how much we can filter.
The future to some may be a horror,
While others welcome it with a sense of honor,
The rest resort to believe the fortune teller.
There comes November, beginning of the Winter -
Cold storm with bonfire, for there is nothing to be feared.
- Desmonde, Autumn 2014
1 month ago