All smiles disappeared

The one above satisfied

Tears dried

Friends lied

Almost no one is truthful

Deceiving each other to move forward

Ugly screaming passed through their throat

Hitting oneself in their head

Whilst cursing those in power

In the other realm

Laid down in the cold streets

As the rain pours

Along with the drips from eyes

Hands grasping the thin blanket

Soft murmurs of prayer

Leaves the chapped lips of the undeserving

The one high up

Looking out the window

Wishing to lay foot on the soft grass

Light wind inviting her to reach out

Holding her hand out

Only to put it back

Once remembered her position as a leader

In the end, none is happy

The poor cries in pain

Those who carry a bag full of gold smiles to hide the pain

The leader sacrifices herself to devote her to her duties

But deep down,

In the shattered heart of three

Remembers a line that is memorized by all

“For pain to go, happiness shall be tested”

The spirit of the love that is reminded to them

Stops the flow of thoughts

Packed them all in one bag

The one in the golden castle, smiling to herself, her people is her priority

Two siblings promising to complete their education

To not wander in the streets and help those in similar situations

Those who are locked away

A little ray still present in their hearts

Crumbles of shine painted in their eyes

For we have to grow from the box called, ‘Fear’.