Sometimes in life there are walls,
Walls that no living can break through
And a challenges that had bewildered
Through facts and unknown history.

Upon life itself any man has the power,
A power that only them to take care of
And the decisions they'd managed
Whether good and daring of threats.

Truly that there are always a barrier
For all things thats done so mischievous,
And hopefully that barrier is not an illusion
I hope not for such barrier was a conscience.

To think that mankind has the ability to understand
And withstand its own wrong desires from a tilt of correction.
Knowing that their will was bound by such twisted deed
Unto a form from a certain composure of reflection.
© The Book owl