"Trawl"

''Trawl''
By: Aldren Jay B. Gesta


Let us go back to the time,
When we were still affiliated
to the place of simplicity,
While visualizing the essence of life,
From the remnants of our anguish,
In our vivid hearts.

And though,the uttermost of our soul,
Vanished for a moment,
Like a dunce inveigh.
For his invalid act,despite of being impracticable,
But his own human being.

We are all slaves of our insides,
With no victory,for the comfort we offer,
Cause your the only witness,
In the greediness of the sympathy I gave.