Singing Song

Walk fast and look around

Something new shall be found.

It shall not be illusory

But thing to be caught by visionary.

 

Heart never ages

But manages

With change of time

And picks god or bad times.

 

It can’t afford

Ill words

From anyone who speaks hatred

And remains misled.

 

Waves after waves may emerge

To converge

Upon the changing scene

Our eyes must concentrate to be seen.

 

The path has to be created

And equated

With what went wrong

It is time to rejoice with singing a song.