Who am i to wish?

Who am i to decide what to do with my life?

Who am i dreaming to have millions of money or a fancy chevy ride?

I am born with love to learn a lot of fear

to see sick civilization structure, fueled with greed and ego; where wealth deprived from the poor

to see that our generation is too scared to grow up; they become apathetic, consumtive, and so mundane

to see that we’re terrified to realize that our world is wounded.

Bustling myself, struggling with my own thought, i believe i have to put all my wish on hold. It’s time to rejuvenate our world, our debt to god.