Nobody Runs Streak Anymore, a Poem

What we’d given up, was WAY more than what we’d gained here, translated…

Nobody Runs Streak Anymore Because

Everybody is Naked

Some Were Like Fish Naked

In the Waters, the Nets, and the Chopping Boards, Struggling for Their Lives

Some Were Naked Like the Monkeys

Climbing from This Tree to That

Finding Food to Satisfy Their Hungers

There Were Those Naked Like the Clouds Floating in Air

Hoping Not to Meet Up with the Cold Winds and Turn into Rain

And Fall Down into the Ditches, Becoming the Mud

Nobody Runs Streak Anymore Because

Everybody, for the Sake of One’s Own Survival Had

Given Up on the Symbolisms and Idealisms

They’d All Become, Nuder, than Nude

Yup, this, is how it goes, sometimes, we’d let go of our morality, for the sake of what? Oh yeah, getting those EXTRA bucks, and, we’d ended up, compromising everything we stand for, and it’s, really very sad, to see this trending everywhere in the world right now, but hey, that, is how things are going currently…