FACADE OF THE CYNICAL HOUND.



I look sideways across the dampened room,a pungent dewy odour emanates from the ceiling.

The labor of the day connotes tedious and involving,I shared my side of the story,it really does get interesting,a must told story with a tea of Darjeeling.

Really did you expect me not to counteract your fatal blow to my fragile heart,begone wench for I do not mingle in your society status quo.

Hurried feets, swaying eyes, dangling hands,where is the blood of the most holy man,I dare not say for only one exist unlikely to a duo.

My heart is riddled with trauma,I love my people especially the family kind, they are my heart hence I handle and treat them with all the love and care I can muster.

All eyes to the whiteboard, writings and formulas in black markers smears it surface,the effect of these inks will definitely scar,thus it cannot be erased with a mere duster.

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall,I stare unto the plastered layout of the city at the top of the penthouses,is it going to be one of these stories,will this modern day Humpty suffer a great fall, though not made of glass,will though shatter into pieces.

As I pour my sentiments and resentments out,I notice a forgotten lost soul,who has turned prey for the bullying masses,they hunt me down and approach me with their sharp words and add salt into my injury,I behold a day it will be if all this ceases.

Look at them,their smiles shine so bright and illuminates the ambience,so carefree these little kids laughs out without a care in the world's,a true epitome of genuineness.

How can I waltz without you,how can I laugh without you,though has kidnapped my heart and soul,I can never be content with these measly attention you give me,how can I...