At the start, we want one,
Then two, three,
It’s endless galore!
Oh? Look at the sea!
This is our reality. Modern piracy.
Visage full of tears,
Abasement due to fears,
Longing and lamentation,
Epitaph and addiction.
Today, I am reborn
Ignify at dawn
Nay, sorry not sorry
Everyone, I am worthy!
Night is day.
Day is night.
Sometimes, what we have left are regrets.
Indeed they don't come first.
But living without getting pressed
is tantamount to a horrifying quest.
The girl was running down the road,
her pigtails were indeed a mess.
The boy was playing with a plastic sword,
his mouth was covered with chocolate mousse.
They were laughing so hard,
but I was astounded when they asked.
"What is truth?"
There are instances when children ask you a difficult question that seemed so easy to answer but takes a lifetime to provide one.
What is the difference between—
A double-edged sword;
A loaded riffle and;
A sharp tongue?