A cry of dispair

I wish there were the things I wish. There were the things I wish to do. I wish to make the things so often. I wish I were. Sometimes a person aim to do heap of things, he's eager to, he is keen to do but he could only wish. I wish the things. I can do the utmost is put the ink on the piece of paper. Yeah I will crave a word. I will niggle to stop. I will never elude myself. It's my privilege to raise the hope. Why I follow like a submissive child. I am the pinnacle of this situation. Why I stick myself at home. I bring it on the things I got. I should be the man to save my land. I leap to mend the worse again. Why I should be prudent to make the friend. There is no place like home but we are reserved. We move less we fear a lot. Why don't we brawl? Why are we quibbling? It is annoying. This is the moment we have to dread. Why don't we halt? Yeah I am talking about sectarianism, rationalism. I call it politics, ignorance, carelessness and cruel intentions.

When we get educated? When we stop the things like this? Why the people who cope are credibly silent. Are we barbarians. When we rise and change our stance. We owe a responsibility. We have to probe to find the thugs. We have to comprehend our current situation. Why we have the cruel intentions, dissemble often, we pretend to be different. The things should be dialectical. We are invaded. This blind alley could not work long.

We should stop to get mutinous. Why we loathe each other. We have to stop this gust of anger. It is a period of intense activity. We have to rub the conflicts we have. We are the pinnacle of this situation. We can change. The things are implanted on us. An eminent architecture leads us wrong. It should be offended. As an editor of young age I demand for an explanation. When we get peace I pray before the God endow us with peace, peace and only peace.