Maybe its a phase, one that will pass too, and the skies will welcome cool breeze again, the glory of the ancient world back to how it use to be,
Maybe…
We stand a chance to fight the little minions polluting the home we know, the big “O” can still be recovered, spreading purity below, washing away the dirt that cause us much, I feel we still stand a chance to kiss the soathe a good bye and embrace serenity accompanied by the flow of air through branches of trees, this can be a turn for change, a time when nothing can deplete our coverage cause the enemies are long gone and everything just as it should have been from the beginning.
Inspirational instrument 