In the beginning they cry when you are born happy you are healthy not caring ,if you are a boy or girl but in the end they cry hoping you're in a better place remembering the good times for when you are gone. Just remember to leave a story for them to tell when you are gone

Live to love love to die but everyone regrets when they are about to die, some are ready some are scared to say goodbye to life they had. They are scared not of pain they just don't know where they are going in the end  where it leads and where it shows they unknow scares them.

Then they came for the communists and I did not speak out because I was not communists.

Then they came for the trade unionists and I did not speak out because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for me and there was no one left to speak out for me.

The wind is silent

Dying, the forest stands tall

But still the leaves fall

 breez and open field Eat at people 

hot days feel unbearable.

The water is nice 

The flow of the stream is 

Gentle and easygoing.

Thousands of feet trembling

Unforgiving run 

Looming walls shadows

Empty fields and silent cries

All are part of me 

One's quiet to understand

Another to destroy

Blossoms from flowers fall

Softly on the lake

a new pigment stains the sky

a new day begin

Longing for the perfect face

Trapped in brown windows.

#2:Blue sky on their side

Grey skies above my grey eyes 

I watch through the fence.

Celebration of gods 

Intruders Kill 

2. Eyes watch you 

Judgmentally with disgust 

With beauty or fear

Left on the cold tracks 

Hope  was all we had 


The sound of water 

So  nice and calming it flowed 

Summer was here 

My family burning in pain

A small sign for hope

The sky is bright

Shining above the deep sea

As it begins to welcome me

One has had enough, now i’m trying to help

Finding a way out. 

2. I’m in a tight place 
Scared and feel alone 
In fear of dying but there’s no way out. 

In my skin I felt the heat of those that felt the son with their hands.

2.- red flowers when they bloom, red my burned skin with the flames of those who stood beside me.  

Sweat falling from their body, 

But not giving up .

2.In the rainy cold night ,

Hoping for the sun to rise,

But not seeing hope 

 

Freedom is one step away

So i’ll walk towards it 

A white fox dashes

Desolated land of snow 

Freezing times are here