Sitting under the tree
Talking to the whispers of the wind
Under the tree of calmness
The temple of godly land
Closing my eyes feeling ecstasy
As i heard a whistling whiskey
Bottling voice of drunkard in the garden
The sacred divine peaceful breeze in doom
Poisonous irreligious thoughts
A blanket speech
Polluted the ocean
Smoking sealing lips
Ocean birds can not fly
In the wilderness

Written by
Jean C Bertrand