Everyday, i always wish Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was able to sing the song of overcommers….
I wish i was able to shook hands with him in the spirit of brotherhood….telling to his face you did a great job….
i wish i was just part of the last generation, whereby things re tougher, but were better
compared to this so called easier nd battered generation of mine..
I wish i could just do my best without living the rest….but the society around is not interested in my zest….
I wish the good ones could live longer
i wish the wish of witches never will be wished
i wish all of my dreams can be realistic…
I wish hatred will be history
i wish men love will reign, instead of the boys love hiding under greediness….
What a world
what a life
rate of sucide is faster than AIDS
rate of criminals is greater than ocean
rate of immorality is far greater than my composition…
Rate of shilly-shallying is farther than my comprehension
rate of dilly dallying is beyond my imagination…….
my generation… i just wish you will have cause to be celebrated