The
rolling waves ringing
The
ripples of reaching to the shore
The
wind pushing hard for it
The
splashes spread on the dry stones
The
trees branches bending low
Feeling
the wind wrath breathing through
The
brown and yellow leaves can't hold it
They
break away crying with the wind
The
umbrellas lifted up
Break
the spokes take the spirits
Leaving
only the skeletons standing
On
the stones littering with water
The
people run away
Seeing
the big waves rolling in
The
yachts and boats anchor at the bay
They
rise and fall and sink with it
When
confidence breaks
The
solutions implement look so silly
It
cries of illogical way to handle problems
It
says of the dying and decaying of the mind
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