Our firstborn is now prone, to a wild zone of stabbing horns, fighting tornadoes yet fighting for his throne...

Such songs of salvation I script spurring for revolution...

I have witnessed brave New year arrive and disappear ... conquering our fears

The darker my nights, the brighter my gifts these voices gifted.

Voiceless voices are the voices the author cries questioning the beloved of the sudden demise but end up on earless ears and vice versa.

A special dedication to all the mothers whose children never lived to their expectations. 'Barren With Children!'

Fatherless With a Father The author narrates bitterly about his life with his dad whom neglates the family due to fear of responsibility and comes back to plead for mercy when his ends don't meet.