Nothing

There was no taste in the food I ate. There was a waste of time thinking what I'd crave. Ran out of saliva in each hard bite, making it smooth and the surface layer became metallic. My tummy survived! Beside my unsettled mind. I was rubbing the edges of my mouth, burnt, stone-like surface on my gums. Used forces of friction, painful like scraping skin off your body. There was no love produced in the fog, There were thorns, replacing the management of quality. No soft hands, calm hearts, and no sweet language from that tongue. I hear the hisses, whispers, biting in my eardrums, with a little tone of gossip and saliva, targeting its way to my ears. Dangerous as my fears arise, reaching a downfall of life. But what we saw outside was nothing! Nothing transpired! We made our minds frightened and tired! There was effortless work, in the responsibilities put. The sweat, dripping like tearing eyes raining from the face. Soaking with displeasure. There was dime, squandering on rich floors, showering ineffectively on unworthy souls. The hustlers stretch their bodies, for a fair reward. No one comprehends the mess that they're in. For there was no thought in a community blended in. There was hope, no movement. A world of Charles Darwin, spoilt the children egotistically. There was ownership, materials, war for materials by inheritance whether you're resting or fighting for life. There was food, no satisfaction, anyone can live from anything. However, There was one thing the world positively had, Nothing! Nothing to keep you peacefully living, no appreciation, no optimism in this earthly sphere called home. There is no reason to call this home, there is no hell, neither a heaven, in this earthly sphere we live in. There is Heaven in the air we're breathing, that no one could give thanks. For everything the earth might have tonight, contributes nothing to life.