Suffering is too matter.
in a yard, where there are living

I am not good at speaking.
Along with language,
which is universal,.
But I am trying its trial.
With hope and certainty.
That is,
my farm will give birth to greens.

What can you see?
between dawn and twilight.
Before dawn and twilight.
Birds awaken and fly to the east.
Later, they turn back to the east.
In the sky, they fly happily.
while flying, 
birds sing a song merrily.

What can you hear?
Between pale evening and dusk.
Between pale evening and dusk.
Birds are coming back to nest.
They lay down and sleep on the nest.
On the tree branches and ceiling, and in the ***.
while it is a day night.

What can you feel?
Between life and death.
Between life and death.

There's breathing in and out.
It's either enjoyable or suffering.
And men have to be cautious.
For death, there is no alerting.

On the old train,
elders and young ones
laid to the ground.
It is neither asleep nor 
they passed away.
As the train panted up,
the passengers hearts inflating.
As the train's engine
locomote slower,
That is how passengers 
Hearts beat slower.
An old train's driver is sailing
the train, and no one
knows where to reach.
Perhaps the climate 
is favourable, but the crew
members endure to 
burn coal.
The train is still exhausting.
and no one again knows
where to reach.
So the rainy season is
approaching, even if the 
train reach somewhere,
no seeds to grow on 
farmlands

Deeming doom has boomed.
in kano, a call girl is trending

Cultural traditions are more than
"Amnesty International"

Let alone the owner come.
To harvest his farms all.