to the one who is feeling the dream is dying........

The mirror of one's humanity was shown.

and it reflects one's brutality before the wrong believe of enjoying life.

Now the night is falling and one cannot find the light.

The dream is dying and the ground is becoming the roof,

the reality is crude and the ghost of pain is paring around.

hands are being extended, full of compassion,

and good hearts blow one's pain.

for how long it will be like this? maybe too long...

hh, 2k8