not a bad one

one mum flying
bird will ask you

how you can
slice that poor man
in three..


beyond this sighs
and hell life.
there will be a time
for every struggles ....

birds of goodness
there my blind bird will open eyes....
flying butterflies
rain flies....

i will give rebirth
who she drowned and dead
in color pot......

i have to rectify
i am not a bad one