"روح إنسان" By h. s.

[الملاك الأبيض]

with my pin

time is passing



Tic tac tock ,, the time is counting
Second by second , the day is passing
One day to come , and one day to be forgotten
The angels write , BUT what have been written??
Today you may love , play, but tomorrow where are you?
Laying in bed, gazing in bord
Or hanging out with friends in a car of ford
Or simply under ground , honestly no one know
Cry or don't cry you won't return the past
Scream or don't scream , time is still running fast
So, why don't you prepare your self well for that day?
Why don't you stay on the path and stick to that way ?
Hence, you wouldn't feel grieve for the passing time
And you would have a relax in the middle or the prime .



H.S.