Once Upon A Time

Once upon a distant time With this opens up each and every story Here i am going to tell you one People say that will never happened But I see them with my naked eyes Like the particles of every dust The broken people under the feet Gyrate vigorously and spirally they rise Tearing apart the each tyranny step They put hands upon hands And march towards the blazing sun. And the angels who have fallen down For none of the mistakes of their own I see them too with my naked eyes On the blades profusely to evaporate Yet there they reflect and spirally they rise Breaking away the suppression of the freezing night They follow each other steps upon steps And move they fast together to be a drop of rain.