• Antique as tradition
    Deep as human heart
    Pitch black as trouble ahead

    They throws enchanted coins inside
    Enchanted with wish and desires
    Whispered with their trouble
    Hoping it'll come true or wiped away

    What's the difference with prayers?
    They said it was a holy words
    Yet we just chant our desires
    And shrieking all of our wishes

    Even though our wishes is granted
    Only some will thankful
    The others thought their wishes not granted
    But, it's achieved by their own limited power
    Yet, they blame god for all of the misfortune

    A small offering for a big wish
    Like chanting our wishlist into a quarter
    And throw it away to the well depth
    Yet, our greed is like the bottomless well

    The question is
    Are we worth enough for our wishes that god granted?