Days converting into months, months into years
Years into lives of many saviors,
Humans into decayed soil,
Soil into my protective foil,
Water of eyes into tears,
Tears into further growing fears,
Wild hearts into luv birds,
Luv birds singing their words,
Words becoming rhyming schemes,
Rhyming schemes emerging as dreams,
Dreams though splitting,
Splitting but giving hopes for living.
