Just this world...

This is a world that likes to mix with the crowd,

But like the air, not to be bounded by what makes others roar.

There´s a kind of tolerance for your folklore living,

But not too much respect for what is our uncommon breathing.

Likeness is a reasonable trait for togetherness,

But the mind is too restless to be offended by loneliness.

Difference push-pulls the worlds in admiration,

But in the end you must ask why sweat for this kind of contemplation.

Present ran fast to grow into the Future in the Past,

Now, Future worries about the Present remembering the Past.

The new hat is the greatest achievement that the Present can dream about the Future,

But is the worst banality that becomes Past and the restless Present fears most.