Journey notes

Journeyman goes to the city at evening

mesmorisingly counting human faces emotion

somebody went off suffocating places

crowdy streets on the rush hour

 

these streets are fullest but nobody knows

which way you should go

Doors seems to open but nobody invite

units are sell, but there are no buyers

 

Childrens are playing, but what's the game?

only drifters and birds see the full show,

you came into this theatre

with a hope of little entertain

 

Suddenly it rings a bell

and you regret of a little time of your life,

Ahh. yes, this play is short

Don't give up on a fools play