THAT’S WHY OUR SOULS DIED

I saw the best minds of my generation

They have dream but aren’t interested in realizing it

I’m going to be the best governor, teacher or lawyer

They see the success and achievement of their family

But neglect the hardship and failure behind those glories

They flaunt about what their parents own

And ignore what they really have

The only thing that matters is the money

Is the reputation

I’m standing on the top

Watching my generation sink into endless imagination

Their fantasy grabs their roots

Stabs into the rich soil, and grows thicker to grasp those yellow dirt

Brings all the roots toward the core of the Earth

Locks them to the narrow dungeon

Till the sun erodes the planet, and the land collapses into pieces

I’m standing on the top

Watching my generation fall into dreary wayside

They keep falling into the abyss which was created by themselves

I saw the best minds of my generation

Some of them awoken by the reality

And some of them are still immersing in that backwater

They can’t blame anything or anyone

Because it’s the time for them to swallow their pride

And embrace their graves