A duckling that has lost its mother within a colossal lake

A starfruit with a large brown bruise

A puppy born with only one eye

The tough spots inside a freshly cut pineapple

The last unicorn taking its final shakey breath

The soft kiwi no one wants to takes home

Sitting alone in a movie theatre, getting down to the last of your precious popcorn

Refusing to give your last dollar to a homeless man, leaving a permanent scar of guilt in your mind

Here we are and here we stay until the ash grey clouds form to hide the colorful blinding lights of the life from above

Hiding we are doing but Hiding we cannot

Put yourself out there on the target, take a chance and look straight into believers eyes

No longer will they be enemies, no longer will our eyes be shown innocent illusions

The truth will be in the mountains by a sparkling lake