Existence - shall still remain a scrimmage.

(Painted on 13th Feb, 2018)

Upon the hill, you sit by your self and look down at the rest of us. We are here on the streets, amidst the jungle of concrete, coughing up the smoke from the factories and automobiles. Our lungs are charred by the fire that fills our hearts, the fire of temptation, the fire of envy, the fire of hatred, the fire of lust, burning our innards. Yes there are days where the smog covers the skies, the ominous darkness surrounds our homes, the sun takes a few days off, but we get through those days with hearts of steel, and you shall too. Don't go running away, stay close to the earth, don't go chasing the lighter blue skies, there is no such permanence in existence. Stay with us and live each day, frown a little, cry a little, scream a little, but survive to tell a story, remarkable or not, just exist, because you are one of us, not alone.