Hist please as speechless seas
For the wind sometimes touch you
But you're senseless
Can't you feel the warmth that one stranger want to share?
He wants to be your fellow
But your eyes seems don't care
The first time you glimpse at his soul
It seems you've seen an ugly beast
To whom you hated it as fatally snake
Can't you see the beauty that can't be seen by thine eyes?
He wants to be a friend
But your heart as cold as ice
To queen of night you promise that your judgement equal
Your prayers and words means a helping hand
Swear the world that your love profound
But can't you hear the pulse of his heart?
He wants justice
But you give lies that he was the doer of the crime
Here I stand in the midst of chaos
To my left, the wind, that eyewitness the crime
The wind care and its love genuine
The wind sheds tears so do I as we look up the sky
And I shouted "My Lord, give wind a tongue."
Then again, "My Lord, give wind a tongue."
written: Aug. 17, 2000
Mysterious Aries