let the modernisation creates high class of life, and glamourity produces crowded of insanity, it is our choise to become a victim, a watcher, or hands of angel to save looser. keep staying on the bank of the river, staring on the abstract shadow, water fastly flow, ocean patiently waiting for the mountain gifts, and judge.

.* I do not know this matching or not, please judge*

your poem is amazing.