Way

Written by: Luminita Stoica

If time should stop 
And all should freeze,
Your mind being swept 
By a sudden breeze
Of guilt and pain
And hopeless thoughts
And no will of doing
What should be done
And all seemed as if
To and end were coming.
Everyone felt to you 
Like a threatening thief
Of the liberty you are 
Since born entitled to...

What then?

How can a mere mortal mind
Shatter this moment of time,
Break free of sudden remorse
Able to do something else?

The strangest thing about this situation
Is that nobody seems to solve the universal equation,
But we all find a way,
If we want, we do have something to say.