My heart and body are both on fire.
The situation seems a bit dire.
I don’t know what will be the conquences
Of these intimidating incidences.
The riddle that is often at my mind
Is making me think on a very Long ride.
So I am just writing this silly poem to pass my ever chaotic time.
Because the peace is a thing I have left behind.
The riddle is good , it just wants time.
So that I can make it mine.