Broke of Thoughts

We think but there is nothing to think about. We speak but our words don’t have any scenes. “Money comes, money goes”.... Thoughts comes thoughts vanishes... We fight to be successful and intelligent But all we find is what life brings us. We fight for the roots of our four fathers but forgetting our existence is perishing. I think to myself... The world is trussing and turning as the elite determines its future. I meditate to my grave as I see the world closing up on me. As soon as they opened our eyes we woke up.