I am waiting in vain.
Moments do not merge into one another.
Golden- colored leaves 
Warm wind in the rain 
It soaks the land.
Screaming children jumping out 
of the wooden boards.

Onto the bare 
Clear water
Devoid of any vegetation or swimming birds

-Headfirst;
Thinking that they are undefeated,
Immaculate,
Carefree,
Innocent.

And yet,from the moment they are born 
They already carry,a great burden 
on their shoulders.

What an overwhelming thought..
That everyone is guilty..
Guilty simply for existing.
Just like that.