Before the World Sleeps

I close my eyes but the world is still not going to go away. People are noisy with their hearts and minds. About the oaths and curses that flow from dry souls, who need so many lakes or thousands of reservoirs to quench their thirst. But the world has not yet fallen asleep.

Dreams continue to be twisted into threads and then turn into clothes. They use it like armor. Covering up for the sake of protecting, but in truth it only binds, ensnares, kills the free soul that actually dances without wings in the sky far from dreams. Exceeding the limit of dreams.

You see. The threads that exist in the nape of every human being. Colorful. The ropes that continue to bind them with all arrogance and arrogance. About dreams they are proud of. About humans who feel happy with a little what is in front of their eyes. Blindness in a sea of ​​colors. Vacuum in a perfect solid. With two hands expecting a mountain. In the mirror there is actually only yourself.

So once in a while it is not human that will become as big as a mountain, but why so arrogant. Nor is it able to penetrate the heavens or live deep into the core of the earth. But arrogant steps continue to tread throughout the earth. Will humanity awaken before the world falls asleep? Or, will continue to sleep until the end of time.

Until then they will be surprised quickly, about the sleep that has been only a short episode of dreams.

Be silent for a moment. Shut up the world. Close your eyes then wake up. Think about where you will go someday: from the ashes will return to ashes. About those who will still sleep after you, about the names you lost, about those who came with greed. Don't you see, even if the whole world is in the grip, no satisfaction will exist. However, you continue to deceive people.

After this. Then. Will humanity awaken before the world falls asleep?