Future

When the death is desire,  

When without any words, human in human gunfire  

When the truth, is fragile and forbidden,  

When the human, misunderstood and unforgiven,  

When the fate, unbelievable, invisible,  

When we think, the enemy, unwinnable.  

Any word, are eternal frozen,  

Any acts, are obviously broken,  

On any ways, you feel, eyes full of guilt.  

This is the way, how our future looks like,  

This is the thoughts, which we keep in ourselves,  

This is how we are can our-self felt.  

This is, what with humanity can become.  

This is, what... yet... to come...