I've been searching so long for a new way of living
But The world grew darker and that's horrifying!
Telling the truth is like committng a crime
But creating lies - to them is such a beautiful rhyme!

The new face of joy is to see someone in pain,
To put that someone down and let him live in vain,
The world is now full of man's sinful deeds,
Full of evilness, caused by demon's wicked seeds.

But as one of God's chosen nation
We should not worry about those tribulations
Instead Let's abound in love,faith and hope
Coz' together with these three, we can surely cope.

For this earth comes horrible
And things gets worse each day
Yet if we live with those three elements
God won't  let us go astray.

So my fellow brethren,let's give this world some light
Fulfill our divine duties to God with all our might
Secure the brotherly love and faith to our dearest lord
Always ready to serve and follow all of His words

Judgement day is coming near and fast
So remaining steadfast in our faith is really a must
Keep your hopes high and never doubt His Word
And Trust Everything to our Almighty Lord

Life maybe harsh and unfair to humankind
But there's one thing that we should keep in mind
Even though we've experienced lots of difficult situations
God will give us his promise: the Holy City and Our Salvation!

Songs run through my head
playing on shuffle
sweet melodies
to dark songs of sorrow
songs with the power stick
in a overflowing overemotional mind

songs run through my head
singing all day
and all night
happy songs
sad songs
with the power to change me

songs run through my head
unphased, unaffected by everything
else happening in my brain

When the facts are forgotten
the songs remain
when nothing else is there
the songs stay

The songs save me

The violin is sonorous
The cellos are in tune
The kettle drums
of thunder
Beat against the moon
Woodwinds through
the eaves
Make the nightbirds
swoon...

Coyotes are a clarinet
Such a lonely howl
As the night storm passes
You can hear the owl
Cougar makes his
entrance
With a roaring growl...

Crickets are ubiquitous
Rosening their bows
Sometimes in the
summer
Cicada's music flows
The nocturnal fragrance
Trickles through
the groves
It makes the
lovers giddy
Romances the nose...

The stars are
great musicians
At last, they appear
They play the piano
With the music
of the spheres
All the while, listening,
The cactus stands
and hears
God gave coyote
voices...

but Saguaro He gave

*EARS.