Flowers Bloom Everywhere.

Dust returns to dust

earth returns to earth

lovers turn to friends

and friends turn to foes.

what has gone, let it go

what remains, let it remain.

Like the rain born from the sky

It does not die on the earth

but is born upon the land

born anew

and returns to the sky that mothered it. 

Life changes every moment, 

Sometimes a serene shade and sometimes a harsh sunlight

This is the cycle of fate.

But In an impartial world,

all beings are regarded as insignificant

and wealth and accolades reign supreme. 

Though true suffering lies in people's hearts

some do not let bygones be bygones

but instead, they go and buy guns

to let their misery go

and end up letting lies become

their only antidote to life.