In the bosom of time

 Microbiology can absolutely over win the human race 

Base on the human culture and social law they have been adopting since the emotion and thinking was first introduced and accepted on daily basis is prompting spread and empowering those little cells to the beginning of life 

By the tendencies 

By the nature human was evolved 

And the acceptable as a bloody common sense 

Common sense for the human to produce human voices 

It’s ok human to have weird habits 

Till the weird had become the norm and the culture of reasoning become strange 

Strange to identity and social norm

And all that is celebrated 

Street food 

Exposed venders

Talking over food and sharing with others till it become “how do you eat alone”

It’s wrong to be alone 

It’s dangerous 

To be creative 

To be your self 

To be individual 

Everybody has to marry and bring kids to this screwed world 

Into a culture that is unacceptable to evolve 

As the younger generation 

The norm is to walk blind 

Not select your friends from random encounters 

But it’s ok for strangers to mouth over your plate 

To sneeze over your teh Tarik

Close your eyes 

And your imagination will bring you safe 

Brain on the throne of the arse 

Metaphorically speaking 

It’s ok to fuck your mom gene

But it’s not to fuck Merry to make a prophet 

Fuck you world 

Drawing below: here I land to the Dead Sea there I reside