Way

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.