Soul

Am I a loner in the world of sentiment!
Why don’t I cry when in pain?

Do I stop aiming at future, and cherish the moments,
Will that help me grow or pull me back in caves?

Have I forgotten to react? And mastered the art of act!
Why am I not impressed by nature or the falling droplet?

Do I care for care and help in time,
That’s a question I thy not defy.

But whatever shall be the case,
I am happy as a bird, flying in open space!