A major, a minor
A flat and a sharp
The song of a nightingale
The notes of a harp

The jingle of church bells
The clang of a gong
All these help in
Creating a song

The song of a lifetime
The song of a brook
The song of the children
The song of a cook

The song that is sung
From morn to nigh
The song that gives every-
Body a high

A major, a minor
A flat and a sharp
The song of a nightingale
The notes of a harp

The whistle of the blowing wind
The chords of a guitar
All these create
A song from afar

The song of a lifetime
The song of a brook
The song of the children
The song of a cook

The song which is listened to
From morning to night
The song which whispers
To everybody *Goodnight

Just beyond those bushes
My enemy is waiting
Waiting for me to show myself
To hit me in the head

Just beyond those bushes
With mud and grime covering his face
With a finger tensed on a trigger
Like a tiger ready to pounce

Just beyond those bushes
He sees a fraction of my forehead
When I peep over my cover
And he squeezes the trigger

I feel a cooling sensation
Of water dripping down my head
And I say "OK you got me"
"Ready for another round?"

And he goes back into hiding
With his water gun at the ready
Back to his position
Just beyond those bushes

A soft breeze rolls in from infinity
As I remember the joys of my childhood past
I see a toddler playing in a sandbox happily
As I recall a happiness which never did last

I see a sacred face among hundreds
Facing the fears of a new school
I see a wide grin as that same face
Now plays joyfully with his friends in a pool

I see a sad face as he sees
His childhood friends for a last time
I see a determined face in a classroom
Now striving to be the one who shines

I see a proud face now shaking
The hand of his principle accepting his award
I see a happy face now thanking
His lord and our god

As all these memories wash over me
I see my future goal
And like the petals of a flower which open up to the sun
I let my future unfold

Him and her
Us and they
I and me
Might and may

Day and night
Land and sea
Sun and stars
Faith and belief

Love and war
victory and defeat
joy and happiness
tidy and neat

Shoes and hats
Frocks and shirts
Pants and bottoms
Lovers and Flirts

Ying and Yang
With a little bit in both
A world apart
But an inch too close

You and him
Him and me
Me and you......
*Opposites and Equals

Rejected,rebuked
Insulted and deprived
There came a day
When I sat alone and cried

A day when no laughter
Managed to escape my lips
A day when happiness
Walked away shaking its fists

A day when not even
My dog brought me a smile
A day when all joy
Was at a distance of a mile

A day when all the clouds
Seemed to me a dark grey
A day when even my friends
Brought no happiness my way

A day when all I heard
Was a distant ringing bell
Reminding me of the sadness I had
Reminding me of hell

A thousand piano notes
Could not end my mourn
The day I wasn't happy
The day I was alone

A little brown sparrow
Once stood alone did he
Upon the metal bars of rust
With string his feet tied be

He watched one day, the blue sky
And longed to free his wings
He saw two other birds fly by
A sweet song did they sing

Alone he stood in despair
With none for a friend
His feeding bowl stood idly
As he wished for life to end

His prison be too small for
His glorious wings to spread
His brittle bones standout through skin
Though master think him well fed

A day ago a little boy
Fueled with too much play
Knocked the cage, running past
On green grass sparrow lay

The two birds he did see
Flying through the sky
Now came flying towards him
To grass in which he lie


They helped him to regain his feet
And stretch his glorious wings
They nipped the tying string to bits
And thus saved their king

Our sparrow now flew through the sky
To thus regain his throne
His wife and sons joined his side
He was no more alone

And by and by, the birds which once
Served him by his wing
Left their homes to fly with him
Finally… our sparrow began to sing.