Colliba's wordpoem

 It is not done untill it is done, not over until time stops. Why more wisdom is stupidity, more knowledge madness, much love sickness and kindness weakness. Cares to scares, they ran all away, all their way, no where to be seen, no where to be heard. Not more anymore, less and calculated moves ought to be taken. Be not more wise, with more knowledge, doom in the room.

 Harsh and hard truth, you don't have?. No one cares. You don't have? you'll be looked down upon. You don't have? We will ask for it when you asked for favour. You don't have? You'll be asked to surrender what you've got. You don't have and so what will you do?. Just give your time and effort to add to him that have. It's because you don't have.  You lacked not because you don't deserve, you don't have not because you can't. You just don't have. Searching up and down when you don't have, willing to trade your justice to get, in all you don't get, not yet a remedy. You are just the same. Suffering, hurting, crying and at the same time feeding the haves. It's because you don't have. They laugh and merry, hurry or else you'll make them sad. Do that do this, they won't give a chance. "Take this and that our kids wanna learn". Feed them, pay their fees and yet not yours. You don't have and yet you ...

 It pains from the back, the sting ends at the belly. Held that, let go, hold this, let go, hold another and let go. Go down low, come up, close eyes and open them wider. It is like death draws near and here it finds the host. With the heavy belly, only holy one will save. short of breath, holding it deep and letting it go, grab anything, all strength ends here. Feel like biting someone, but think it over. Doctor says 8mm, almost ready for a new life. Feel like it should be removed quickly, it's like won't take it anymore. Here comes the nurse, doc follows, lay on the bed, legs apart and its again my turn! How long? How painfull must it be?. Push"  doc says, my love repeat the same.  Close eyes push as was told, the pain hit harder, stopped. Not possible, not possible. My love, you can make it, it's a new life, one for nine months remember. Strenthened, pushed, the pain the worry and the stress. A norrow cry, a laughter in the room, congradulation, it's a baby........

 Was never seen coming, until thunder strikes. Has never been a subject of discussion,  until the action was taken.  Thus a phenomena, action then outcome. No coming back, though no one comes out a life. No reverse,  not a vehicle to look back, yes you've seen it work for them, but they are not you, good to be remembered,  another man's food is...! But what if, the opposite becomes true? What if life changes? What if it happens to be what we fear the most? What if? A life well lived, when grey hair comes with riches. Well lived when grey hair applied wisdom, it is life. No easy-going,  no easy acquisition, so many NOs. Then what if, we wake up and only find you and I on the planet? Will we still have this disputes? Will you be angry with me, or will you just call me "daughter?". I've messed up can't deny,  have been the worse version you never wanted to see in me. I know, though I lack control over it, am taken by it and I would blame culture.  No...

 My tears confined, my fears concealed. An introvert I am, as my silence is heard. Explanation left to the examination, their expectations fail terribly, my life reverential but yet formidable to the evil minded, skeptical individuals. Terror incited inside, horror on their faces reveal the seal not instrumental anymore. My shield outpowered their long mouths. Concerned by my affairs, confirmed by actions.

 Run, run and never look back, you've made a choice, just look for more and more. Success seen as it is, no one measures it and you've decided to look for more and more. More exallent in a way, kudos in your work, you will reap what you sow and by your fruit you'll be known. Buy you a fruit and healthy you become, run as you can to fight the fight you will win, for you have decided to look for more and more.