Two strangers

Two strangers walking together

Don’t know the exact direction to go
Don’t know the perfect way to follow

They don’t much like each other
Don’t look like sis and brother

But they surely going somewhere
They surely moving in high gear

Sometimes with their open eyes
Sometimes with their vision wide

Sometimes they look more clued-up
Sometimes they just get messed up

Sometimes they seems to wander
Sometimes they're ready to surrender

I don’t know why they not talk
Why not together they walk

This is the poem of strangers
You go and get some calendars…::D