Enigma

We want to be on top of every matters

Manage the future and stand out from the others

Once we have big projects

we feel free and happy for who surrounds us

but the day after we come into nothing

and a foul loss soaked air suffocate us

making everything still.

We work to take in balance every plug

of the mosaic in which we’re living,

and too often we’d make it fall down

with a kick

and find another wall elsewhere to start

painting again.

We trust to our strength, confusing

it with the pride hiding mistakes

and venting our fault

on the imagined others’ neglect

Negative thoughts dig into us;

losses, less or more slowly, bleed us,

spending the fuel,

So we walk on the roads bleary-eyed

like who has an enigma without answer or question.

We purpose solution to problems that are yet to born

instead of finding the way not to conceive them.