I start where

By Junate E.   A tiny drop in grief not confident, looking below on the edge of a dewy daffodil leaf. Soon, new drops pushes it, yes, it’s a choice that needs to be made: to fall or not to fall… Just then, a woman rushes uphill in bloody sweat, who knows in what part of her poor land? But, she can not stop while being chased; her village in ruins, all the family murdered, and, all she knows, she must not fall, and keep her head raised. In a faraway country, it’s 3:20 am and cold, the guy got late on brake could not see the truck and veered off the road down the cliff in shake. What he did last was to turn back to clutch the baby at the back in her seat; all parts of the car dispersed. Do you see his hand? It has already grabbed the seat, it’s a miracle, the baby survives… Soon, a villager running down, baby cries put him in alarm. The baby already fainted, when he hit the car debris. Will the baby survive? who knows? By the way, you know, nobody asked him if he wanted to be born Now, you see? I start where you end, What is the destiny? What is fair or not? So, drink it, My poison is your remedy… Look at the Sun as it sets down, or, really does it? Don’t you know, Nerd? it also rises at the same time at the other side of the World… What is the destiny? I start where you end!