Sudden Oxygen Mask

Sometimes there´s a confusion with the storm…
The mind gets clouded with the strange moment of grey.
Lightning bolts start to rise the waves of the present,
And the future is misled by the glowing flash of that picture.

Seven Bright Lights...

At the moment, more or less, seven billion is the number,

And this brings an issue in difference to the world.

How can you give some rest to the rest of the world?

If you feel that you must be the change that you want to see in the world…?