THE KNOWN UNKNOWN WORLD

The day when he doubts himself ,

Question arises "He or She"?

Friends , relatives , the haunting society

And a world of minorities waiting for him

At the peripheral, of where all share

Their fake smiles and joys

Yes , at the ironically social world .

He may cry ,

Some may accept,

Some may stay .

But the nights are longer than the days ,

In this shadow world.

If he stands ,they stay ,

He may experience a day .

At least surrounded by shadows ,

He is not alone now .

But the nights may come back ,

And may stay forever and ever.

With closed eyes he prays

" OH god ! How'll I survive in this world ?

Am I a a crack of your master plan ?

The master plan so called the world "

Poor him, what else can he do.

He can't change things all alone ,

Not with his broken heart .

It may only happen

When acceptance blows off

All the heavy dark clouds with a bit of rain.

And when he opens his eyes,

He might see a rainbow ,shining bright.

The spring approaching with new lives.

And all the seven colors lifting his world ,

To the centre from the peripheral.

Where he can raise his voice

And live a life of his own choice .