Ali Adamson - How can I count!

Words make fresh
When words are flowers
Words define paths
When they are stars
Precious they are
In hopelessness
Words bring life

Words are far
When one wants more
Words are sunset
At some sea shore

When words are stones
Hit so hard
Words do tear
When they are sword
Words create darkness
When they are fear
Words are poison
Beat till death
Drop by drop

Words of people
Flow to my ear
Words are same
The same I hear
How can I know!
Who is sincere!

O Great God! !
A moment of breath is how much life!
How many times... death is coming with a breath inside!
How can I count! !

Ali Adamson

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