2016年2月22日 星期一

Sweet Toxic Burden

At first, 'twas like a Choco Factory, 
Gushing out the sweetened 'nectar,'
Kids developed a sweet tooth
As melted treats pass through the esophagus, with remaining temperature warming the heart as well as the stomach. 

Soon, it was found to be a jail without bars;
Yet hardly any kid can escape. The warm temperature engraved their memory for good. Since then,
They were expected to mould a castle, a palace, or even better a Babylon Tower out of the toxic substance, which they could neither afford nor dare to dream of a decline. 

The inner desire of freedom prompted a few to struggle a bleeding way out, although traumatized body and soul may take an entire life to heal. They roam and roam until finding others at large. 

Some others remained perplexed how a lovely wonderland could suddenly turned into a physical burden and a mental house arrest. And ''too much thinking'' will eventually turn them schizophrenic, according to doze prescribers.   

Still others were long too addicted to having any second thoughts. Digesting what they do not need and completeing the dull tasks with which they are bequeathed seem as if mothership calling. 


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  1. Kyoto, Japan
  2. London, UK
  3. Florence, Italy