Haze

On vaporous street where my feet were accelerated

Everything was not in sight

Even if the underneath path

I met one destiny, which is cursed and afflicted.

A tiny seed he is who wants to grow up

Like other human beings

With dignity and eminence

But his fate is the size of a cup.

Look at his belly possessed a large dent

Does it have stomach inside?

Does it contain any food?

He was collecting bread out of a small tent.

Though it was haze, yet the scene was clear

Bins are getting filled with food

Tummies are getting filled with air

I wonder, what will happen to this sphere?

Let the humanity be awakened and alive

To save the human beings

To help the living soul

Let them be happy and survive.