When I see the sky,
I think for the birds who fly.
Then a great feeling need to be shared,
A feeling of happiness must be cleared.
The more I think for the great world makers,
The nervous system continues shaking by the Shakers.
What an amazing world it is,
No place for nonsense as they get Piss.
Where fools get drowned in each and every seconds,
Nobody cares for their heart to mend.
It is totally upon oneself to be nice being,
With chairity,energy,moods,goodmind to Sing.
When I see the sky,
Those thoughts comes when I see the birds who fly.
©superhoper
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