No rebel is without a cause
Polythene grows on trees
The monkeys do not try to be human now
Wherever was silence there is darkness now
And the sounds of darkness
Boxes are good
Everything should be compact, even our empathy
You are living every moment
Or dying
You were the most living when you were born
Calm is not the answer to everything
Questions are best friends
Answers are the mommy and daddy of best friends
Because they give birth to more questions
Is that what we are?
Questions of our parents?
Heirs to man’s quest of WHY?
Laughter is music to some
And mockery to some
You don’t shed tears
They shed themselves, the uninvited guests
What kind of a host are you?
The laughing host or the crying host?
Life is music
There are low notes, there are high notes
Live anyway, make melody
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