Life of Nothingness

Once upon a time one year away,

I thought bread was good to stay.

It tasted great until that day we went away,

Into Europe where bread was their daily hay.

IMG_3660We ate it day and night till there was nothing much to life,

On and on no matter what, bread appears in our life.

We used to look forward to every meal,

But now with all the bread we have, there is nothing left to feel,

And all that we can hope is that one year later we can have rice to fill our meal.


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