Remember

Remember when it was deep rooted

The comfortable silences of the prisms

When butterflies filled the sacrals

That time when gods were allegiant of the goddess

When compassion didnt have to meet reciprocities

When we did well without reasons

When we weren't afraid to smile despite the seasons

Just a child but knew the adulthood misses

When men held high their Misses

When Interiors were no inferiors

The bodies as a sculptures

When we didnt stare at so many realities

When we didn't fall short by fallacies