Just biting my tongue So words will not slip out Like rock thus Water gush out Like a drop of ocean Upon a mankind
Just shutting my eyes Wide open So not to see that child Cry as if in an oven Haven seen heaven We were given Turned to hell driven
Just closing my ears With candle's wax So they won't ask with axe If I heard the ululation In the nation Where lullabies in the days of yore Is now lamentation for all.
Just crossing my hands But I can't 'Cos even if I do my pen rants Like a child who learnt a new Rhyme, chant. For that child who in the Street cry
Even if we can't help, Lets try For the river down their cheek Dry Even if it is one, try