Society

The Oxford call it a group living in community
To me, it's what shapenes our morality
An association of different confraternity
A big circle of sorority

Some people want peace, other wants justice
Some others, just want the insecurities to cease
For us, it a ball game of big and small bliss

The affiliation of humanity and its hospitality
A vibrant level of governance and fellowship
Society is a tapestry with many seams

Wild range of Education and different services
For some, they want sympathy. Others just want to live with emphaty…
As they woven in their want for greed

Society changes to norms and values
In diversity of cultures and tribes
An ethnicity of many kind

The society is our genesis
An LAD of every child
A pattern for everyone.

When next you think to change a person,
Think first to change his society.

Bellah

For I do hear your emphaty
But I also feel your insanity
You're so kind like,we are in the same blood line
Though you're so fine you are the topic of my time line

Today I don't feel like talking to you
I just hope you can feel the same way too
I'll shut my mouth and mind my bussiness
I just hope you do the same coz im not one of your leeches

But I dont hate you
I want to be a friend

Could you tell me what's the matter of living?
While my bad health is just the beggining...
So why do they use the "How are you?" question?
After I fought against my inner depression
Nobody even cared what was this war's result
and this was my death through the higher of the youth

There are a few words that I wish I could speak
but my nervoussisms makes me feel kinda weak
I could make use of the nature to create another world analogy
But why would mother nature have such an emphaty?

Not even god can conffort the sadness of my heart
since through my ordinary do's and don'ts, I just fell apart
When it comes to auto defense... I can not find the enough strenght
But I don't want to know what's the colateral effect
when the next thought is leading me to death

what now,
has become of us?
what now
has happened to us?
though, there was
never an "us"
there has always been
this uncalled fantasy,
lonely reality,
pure emphaty,
blurry clarity,
imperfect friendship,
perfect mistakes
and clear remakes
of what we did
of what took place
from before
till now.

i've chosen
to remain
and retain
what's now.

you've chosen
the same thing.
now, what?
you never chose this
but you chose "that"