They seem alone
in the side of road
No one to bother
no one to care
Cold not matter
nor the lightning
Tommarrow's are not
a concern for them
Indulging thoughts
of future,
A future is not for them
We are blessed
cursed one's suffer
Are you fullfing the wish of Him ?
Alone they seem
in dark life of thiers
or it seem,
But you won't see
He sat beside them
I am in you
I am in him
You and me are breathing chores