No ally, no adviser, nor no fellow and only indifferent ones around me, that must be life as now I have.
But no use to crying neither.

Additionally, at the state, I'm obliged to let her wank, I have no option but what I do nothing so far.
I'd got a reputation be short ear generally, but it'd be no problem, I anytime convince me.

Remote obligation either drags caution never should take only remote distance, either contacting and working together are necessary, cos that must diminish activeness at society. Make what we feel infection horrific, but only abstaining from doing everything should be curtailed.

Very hard rain, downpour, and great flood with landslide and destruction to houses, buildings. Consequently these made many numbers of casualties with death toll, how could we proceed running own social things?

Hey, rats, crayfishes, how do you deal with these so tough situation, but you all have no worry about infection to COVID mutations, otherwise, rats, only you are just skillful at evading all these things, aren't you?

Summer making scavengers cry was for the present over. But that means upcoming cold wave!

Two polars' climate change switched our all life mode.
Anytime, only weeping sentimental songs are all heard as only left around anywhere!

Evacuation make sure ended but that means starting of now another hard battle at whole world, you know!

Laugh loud about everything so occasionally, smile away all so tough realities!

M16rifles robbed by Taliban could be the emblem to new our bitter sweet welcoming to another tough days, good morning Kabul, ladies and gentlemem, woops! That expression has already invalidated, you know!

Fine, you'd get collection to whole world's incorrect extrajuricial measure is causing.
Hey bureaucrats, hey intelligence collecting agents, municipal top leaders, where can we have very another day we'd make poetries not relevant with so tough realities in terms of material level and mental it, what? The kind of poetries do never deserve called poetry?

Yes, your option is so necessarily convincing, but even poets could have a right to get easy life at having no tough nerve in creating poetry, you know.

Appetite means creative actuation.
Weeping poetry, resisting one, hey John Lennon in heaven, hey Bluce Lee in heaven, when you were at so tough days, how did you deal with everything?

Please tell me about it!

(to be continued)

Sep.  4th.     2021