Tuesday, March 22, 201112:45 AM
■ trash bins as we call them
In this ever revolving society of ours,
the time is always running away.
we never am able to see how it is,
that we are able to cope with what is going to come and go.
we never would be able to guess what is coming next.
For many cases we see, there are lots of people who tries and blame life for what has happened to them
But what they don't see is that life has brought them to this beautiful earth, allowing them to see things clearly with their eyes.
what they are always complaining about, we do not.
there are instances whereby humans make the same complains and mistakes again and again. reason why, we don't know and would never be able to guess. only the one who does would know. however, how many times would we hear about their worries and troubles?
once in a lifetime, when tings turn for the worse and its too late to turn back time, and the end is there. then we would understand what they have been going through. some of their lives ended in a mystery. no one knows why they choose to walk the path that they walked. no one would be able to know. they left us no clue and left us guessing.
they are called the trash bins, would help you solve matters and listen to your woes. they make things look beautiful. they make you see the other side of the world if you would tell them that you are blind.
the ears of humans, the eyes of the world, the helping hands that would not rest to help.
but there are too many that too few can help. the list keeps onn going. and they are unable to breathe the fresh air when all comes swarming in.
they fly to them like magnets attracted to magnets. they stick on them, refusing to live, for they have not seen the lights. they simply kept on coming, and one day, the trash bins ned trash bins too. a bigger trash ground where they can dump the trash in.
"So why can't we help ourselves instead?"
the time is always running away.
we never am able to see how it is,
that we are able to cope with what is going to come and go.
we never would be able to guess what is coming next.
For many cases we see, there are lots of people who tries and blame life for what has happened to them
But what they don't see is that life has brought them to this beautiful earth, allowing them to see things clearly with their eyes.
what they are always complaining about, we do not.
there are instances whereby humans make the same complains and mistakes again and again. reason why, we don't know and would never be able to guess. only the one who does would know. however, how many times would we hear about their worries and troubles?
once in a lifetime, when tings turn for the worse and its too late to turn back time, and the end is there. then we would understand what they have been going through. some of their lives ended in a mystery. no one knows why they choose to walk the path that they walked. no one would be able to know. they left us no clue and left us guessing.
they are called the trash bins, would help you solve matters and listen to your woes. they make things look beautiful. they make you see the other side of the world if you would tell them that you are blind.
the ears of humans, the eyes of the world, the helping hands that would not rest to help.
but there are too many that too few can help. the list keeps onn going. and they are unable to breathe the fresh air when all comes swarming in.
they fly to them like magnets attracted to magnets. they stick on them, refusing to live, for they have not seen the lights. they simply kept on coming, and one day, the trash bins ned trash bins too. a bigger trash ground where they can dump the trash in.
"So why can't we help ourselves instead?"
