After a long long time I thought of opening the case
To see the broken bow hanging on the top side,
On the glossy brown body, loose bow strings slide.
Bridge collapsing under the wires is undeniable,
Strings bending to some unknown tune, unrecognizable.

After a long long time I thought of opening the case
Once, it was an instrument of love and affection.
With work, for me to learn and to master.
Over the time the passion is just gone,
Clutching and wondering what went wrong? 

After a long long time I thought of opening the case 
I hugged it tightly and I simply cried.
In a desperate need to rekindle my old flame.
I started to fit together the broken pieces,
I tried to mend the old bearings of neglect.

After a long long time I thought of opening the case 
While wiping down the dust it made me wonder.
Why we let the things we love to fall under?
As we grow old and time passes by,
Things we love the most, always pay the price.

After a long long time I thought of opening the case 
Few things we must hold on to in this life,
No matter if experiences teach you to strife.
I am learning not to forget the things I once loved,
They make you who you are, where you once belonged...

The game of divide and rule, 
Started by some conniving fool.
Since the beginning of its conception, 
It has brought about all the destruction.

Empires are fallen with this rule,
Power hungry people's tool.
First create fear and uncertainty, 
Show a carrot for some sense of security.

The game was played for ages, 
Creating rifts to ignite rages.
Why people can't see the string?
Looking at the carrot, they start to sing.

Unity, coöperation and empathy,
We do not need the political boundary.
All current issues are global,
Climate change is not just local.

We need to unite for greater good,
See beyond the fool's gold.
Understand that Earth matters,
Act now before it shatters.