Humanity Is Dead

There are dark elements in the humanity died and ends in a silver palace of lights in secrecy of hearts. Love is a means forward takes a person in a journey onward Feeling the legacy of colonials the colonized changing hearts. Comes in a different crafts Gone without looking back But the trace is marked aback Colonialism is a dark. If the story is created Then later is discarded Decided to a finish a piece Let the eyes see the bliss. Gleaned from embracing arms falling from a quite charm all drown with magical powers the powers to cheat. There is only power of truth and it is generating wealth and health that later destroys their faith upon reaching the devil's summit. I love you peace. Let's sail together. Layag Sug! In-flight, 7:36PM. 050515 over South China Sea