After all the lights close
and the blinds shut,
Here he stands
wathching everything getting rough

For now he sees the sins of the day
and life's curse entailes him to act brave
This tiny creature ,let him be blessed
to dream big.

Let him feel the dawn of the day
hurt when he hunts his pray,
live  for only him
and weep when his loved ones go to deep sleep

Life I am begging you
let him compare thee to a dream
and be an entitled human
in a world of machines