How can one resist the life in the air outside though other ends scamper for the nearest warm hand, my breath was frozen with the Autumn wind unyielding but my lungs scorned at this death, they shall only be sleeping.
Even the marigolds are high with the sun so brave and giving perhaps only today, Hope thinks not.
I shall then bask in cold death reviving my stale heart, the irony in some things does wake me up.
They have missiles ,nuclear reactors,fat statesmen and a daibetic dictator and are under despotism…Yet every time, this time of the year before harsh winter, they show off the worst to the world and asks for humanitarian aid that only feeds the military and the officials well. There are homeless kids starving to death on the streets under sub-zero temperatures with no shoes nor clothes on them. UNICEF ,Amnesty etc must deal with those facts first ! Or else PRNK is just a PRaNK…