Written by Pino-X
So death begins in Living
all feature of our past
forgone in the earth.
All the lesson learn in
our present citation,
the question burns in our brain
about the path we forgiven,
what is love without humanity,
fingers crossed in longivity
for shadows has become our companion.
We dine with the inhuman that left us in chains
dying of the tender love of touch
“that’s ain’t right”
The caption inscribed in the heart of stone
what ever happened to the hope of freedom,
double crossing our minds
with the chasing of dreams.