Their eyes were watching god. This is the only thing I could
read standing at the distance. No matter how overzealous and haughty their
presentation may be. How poor and devastating their situation may be. They had blood gushing through the veins which
you can’t openly see and gaze. You would see it moving; making thick and thin
alleys through their bodies. They keep it hidden to maintain a balance. There
are only few who want to break themselves to be chastised because they know
people are worse than god so they always held great hopes in him. Hope and wait
were two things that characterized them as human. Only thing you could see in
their appearance. No matter who they were and what they did. They were looking
at their god.
I know you were there, in every possible demeanor
You were there
In forgotten past, struggling present and hopeful future
You were there
In every plight, in every success that was near
You were there
In balmy nights, in every resort, where there were dreamers
You were there
When sun did shine and there was nothing but morning between
us
