And no family is around,
no friends in the compound,
the world is still round,
but there's no one to surround,
and you can't hear any sound,
a dollar is now worthy than a pound,
in the national park the only animal is hound,
the earth is spherical it is not fairly round,
all was lost, searched but nothing was found,
on the dark moments.
it is morning but there's is no light,
Even the sun is dark, it is not fairly bright,
the rights are yours but you have to fight,
battle is for the strong, never weak but might,
you tremble with fear, adrenal is for fight and flight,
the journey is longer it might take two nights,
nothing is simple, everything is tough and tight,
no one by your side to fight for your rights,
if it is a fight, it will surely end by midnight,
on the dark moments.
©bluewriter
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