The Gushing Fountain

I walked up to the park

To see the reality that was stark

With a beautiful scenery

And a hallucinating perfume

I saw the birds flying in the sky

The sky was reddish white

And the sun was overpowered

By the dark clouds

The sun’s light faded out

It was the reign of

The black king

I saw the ants working

Slowly and steadily

I felt a wave of triumph

I had a way to success

I saw the fountain gushing

I felt a new one gushing

In my heart.