Should the past haunt the future,
must darkness catches up with light;
Each forests keeps its creature,
as situation demands- they fight.
Persuasive tongue without the waving hands proves nothing,
while limbs without the noise proves great efficiency;
We promise and lie in sweet candy wrapped words, inside grunting,
once sucked, eaten and digested- we forget what we used to fancy.
Tears and laughter comes hand in hand;
without it i see no reason for us to amend.