I Am Fine

I am fine My hands cupping my head like pine looking at the sunset’s last shine my soul feels like an extinguished dime. I think I am fine Because I heard it when I was nine that people lived without hands , eyes , legs Without remorseful sign that lightened my heart and my spirit for the time. I wish I am fine When I see the world heading towards its doom And waiting for humanity to be destroyed with one last boom While looking at wrinkled skins and starving jaws , with bloodshed and the time running toward humanity’s dead line I wish I could change the Satan's mind to mine Then everything would have been fine