Mother!
When the world turn against you
And call you

ill-fated man
Museum without Statues
Darkness darker than Blindness

Father!
The Saddened Sun
That will not shine
A rainless **** that brings drought
A trackless Album

Father!/ Mother!
The daily thoughts of these words
Is like the butterfly effect caused hurricane
But you are graced with
Hopeful favour daily.
After the storm,
Comes a new life

Where stiffness echoes,
You are graced.
Where thoughts are underneath
You are hopeful
Where odium creates circumstances of blames
You are favoured
With the Window of Laughter.