In the
middle of the day
When is
nothing coming in the way
A neutral
freeze is let to be felt
Like sudden
morning breeze
As the
limit is close to be crossed
And the hope started to be dope
Inner grows
a feeling
Cute, so
opposite to stealing
The meaning
of hope, no more a shallow
The
aspiring and wishes, become a now
Title of
the living, is a human, right
And the
heart lighting, in a world of night