Saturday, January 27, 2007

mell poem :: futur3

future..
what do ya think iz a future?

a time when u don't have to eat rice from field,
when u juz swallow a capsule to satisfy ur need..
a time when u don't have to pay 4 travel feez,
bcoz all u need to do is flying without wingz..

thatz all ppL think about..

it'z a world of alienz 4 me..
when ppL miz the moment of sharing with loved ones..
bcoz money iz da only one filled up their mind..
more and more oblivious to their surroundings..

thiz feeLing iz so SCary..



...mell_

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