the time machine must have malfunctioned
living the earth cramming in frustrations and delays
Few sips of coffee ends your morning
Empty tummy starts the day's work
Day and night
Seems like a single hour
August must have gone mad with the rest of the months
living the days jumping over each other
day 1 then comes day 30
a heavy days work leaves you motionless
At night when sleep hardly visits
a silent desperate prayer leaves your thought in darkness
morning comes with eyes popping like frogs
the world must have gone crazy
sensing its near end when things must vanish
and another world shall give birth
