Veil...

This is another poem mae from me...

Veil

Every where we look there is a veil…
It can be weak like air and skin…
Or it can be strong like brick and steel.
When we move our hand through air we air breaking that veil.
When we get cut the veil on our skin is broken.
By keeping that veil intact we live longer.
But that veil weakens and all falls on the weakened veil destroying it.
I hope that we always live in a veil….