The people around make noise and look violent.
Asking myself every second if I should hasten ?
The people make fun and wait for something to happen!
My mind says,”Run , take some hide”
“Hold on , fight back”, says my pride.
I listen to my pride and see the mocking crowd.
My ideal Chester, I will make him proud!
Love lost, frightened, the past bleeds through the iris.
But life’s true potential awaits some crisis.
And the people Evoke ,”Why this silent form?”
Thats a proverbial lull before the strom!