The only choice was
to lose the hope
and unfollow your path.

A thinner moon
would decide, how cold
was lonely night.

A fear wears
the face of a beast to
freeze the blood in veins.

The lesser school
of learning, picks up the truth
from the streets.

I will wait.You don't
throw the challenge, I squirm
in your inertia.

The flames go up
in blue smoke.