Hang On

People just crave to go to another country.
They want to get away from their motherland.
They yearn to find a better city.
They suppose whatever they do in their motherland providence would roll it wrong.
They think their body and mind would rot in the ruins of their country,
Where they were born,
Spent so many years in the same street,
In the same neighbourhood,
Become old in the same house,
A life squandered and destroyed.

I think there are no flights or roads that can take you to your destination if you are trying to escape your fate

We want to shape our life the way we want
But we don’t become successful
We degrade our life
By adding contacts
In our Hand Phone, Face Book, Linked In,
And Twitter
We try to take on too much work
We talk too much
We expose ourselves
To the daily mundane of life
We try to socialize, we go to parties
We hang on____________