Waiting line
Claim, they deserved to be honored
Hoping it won't be a pain
Want safe to reach their homes
People at the waiting line
In dreams of things, that never occur
Like miracle with no fear
Like everyone is happy for sure
So different at the waiting line
So resembling when we appear
We all will pass away, go away
One by one, get obscured in mirror
That line is not what we dreamed on
Countless paths, as we desired
Somebody cut of, skipped them all
But who is it? This is we are.
People standing in queue till the end
In fear to move, in dread to expand
Blaming someone for evil intent
As usually blindly ignore the fact
That all we appear to here to live
With the obvious goal of continuing our clan
For a short but a really beautiful time
And this keeps us life, keeps us in run.
2016
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