The Secret Thoughts Of A Wandering Soul

Oh! Man,

My respects are dying for you,

You are the most ingratitude creature.

You are a child,

Who cannot respect his mother?

You are fortunate that your mother gave her everything,

And weeps in silent tears.

She never cursed her child,

For what he has become.

It's not the fault of her upbringing,

It's the child's out of human feeling.

Her love has made you selfish.

Oh! Man,

One day you finally should know,

Of what have you done to yourself?

Through the voices around you.

Shivering blocks of life,

Shaking your whole existence.

Oh! Man,

The stars began to burn,

Through the sheets of clouds.

Hear the voices of pain,

Before the flood of tears drench you.

Oh! Man,

Be determined to bring change,

The only thing you can do, 

Is to save the mother.

"The Mother Nature"

The very reason for your survival!

Oh! Man,

For a child can never be greater than the mother.