I Once Tried To Hold Water Within My Hand

I once tried to hold water within my hand w I didn’t lose hope even though I knew that They were slipping away every single second It would have been better if I never knew that It would slip like that, But once you know the nature of it You don’t want to ever let go off it And yet it never seems to get hold of you No matter how hard you try It will find a place, to fall down where It will no longer have to fall No longer attachment, No one to hate no one to love Then I thought of life that way Is it all about wining? Self satisfaction? Not a single room for compassion? War, hate and racism?? The best way to judge our self? comparisons? Then I knew either something’s wrong with me Or wrong is what the present world iswwww