Sleep well, we might go out of our shell
to breath an air we wouldnt dare even to spell.
Our mouth would taste a flavour
which is no favour to taste again.
When? The question is why
would Men be hungry or thirsty
if the Air tasted is not of the sky
but never consciously needed,
experienced, and so, never wasted?
Human air must be shared to be tasted.
The air we might lack
is food for the Soul
that one painted in a poor mans’ back
with no color or life goal.