The world is but a safe place
And of no tears and bruises
When each of the mortals
Is a shadow of the Heaven
And a lover of his land
Of his seas
Of his trees
When the volcanoes do not wrath
Or the earth never shakes
Or the skies refuse to be eaten by darkness
And roars of the clouds
When the sins are never born
When the flesh is pleasured by love
Not by the lust and untrue
When the tongues never lie
And eyes never judge
When the stars don't die
When the ghosts don't grudge
When the people
Is the limbs graciously sway
With the flow of rhythms
When golds and diamonds
Are nothing but stones
Than the worth of a living
When breads and rice
Are for all who starves
When the ground of a lady
And that of a man
Are perfect and even
When supremacy is not a maiden
A beauty and violent
That the bloods would woo
When the crowns and the straw hats
Are woven alike
When there is nothing to be cleansed
Like a sickness
Or a taint
Or a fear
The world is but a safe place
When all the dreams can live
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 11:07 PM UTC
The world is but a safe place
And of no tears and bruises
When each of the mortals
Is a shadow of the Heaven
And a lover of his land
Of his seas
Of his trees
When the volcanoes do not wrath
Or the earth never shakes
Or the skies refuse to be eaten by darkness
And roars of the clouds
When the sins are never born
When the flesh is pleasured by love
Not by the lust and untrue
When the tongues never lie
And eyes never judge
When the stars don't die
When the ghosts don't grudge
When the people
Is the limbs graciously sway
With the flow of rhythms
When golds and diamonds
Are nothing but stones
Than the worth of a living
When breads and rice
Are for all who starves
When the ground of a lady
And that of a man
Are perfect and even
When supremacy is not a maiden
A beauty and violent
That the bloods would woo
When the crowns and the straw hats
Are woven alike
When there is nothing to be cleansed
Like a sickness
Or a taint
Or a fear
The world is but a safe place
When all the dreams can live