.........as the sun just went for his nap, I woke up disturbed; in the middle of turmoils, on the edge of disasters.........
Even though I wanted to, I couldn't sleep; I couldn't cry out for company, for I had known long back that my words were weak...

There was some sleep in my eyes, some emptiness in my heart, and hunger in my soul...
The situation here was chaotic, people killing each other for the sake of some long lost freedom...

I wish I could turn back the clock,
and bring the wheels of time to a stop.
But time is obnoxious; then human lust for power,
and some frivolous ideologies about freedom,
make existence even more dangerous...

And when hope runs out, we become merely living dead creatures.... And such had the conditions worsened in this area, that all was lost...

Each night I slept without a single hope of seeing tomorrow's sunshine...
Each time I went out, I filled myself with the sight of my beloved ones, as if it is the final meeting with them...

So I couldn't find much difference between today and the other days....It seems like all was imprinted on me;
My birth, which brought me here;
My journey, which was neither much in favor,
nor much against my stable, yet conflicting mind;
and My end, which was too stubborn to accept me....

I was neglected by everyone, from everyone, and that's what solidified me...
                    "I hid my pains even from myself,
                     I revealed my pains only to myself..."

I was unaware of what I was headed to,
or whether I'd make it or not....that was unacceptable to all, I was unacceptable to all....
                   "My days are keeping on getting bad
                    My nights  are keeping on getting worst,
                    I don't know the truths, just I guess I'm thirsty,
                    But unaware of what would quench my thirst..."

This area is a battlefield,
and my battle here is with the guerrilla force,
my battle here is with the terrorists....

Oh London
We weep for you again
Hatred upon your streets
The cancer over which we weep

Oh London
Is it so the next life to be lost
Is less than the virtue inviolate
We preserve no matter the cost

Oh London
Is it so the fears we harbor
Are less than the courage
Of the martyrdom of the free

Oh London
Is it so we walk the streets
With carefree gait and whistle
While evil threatens our peace

Oh London
Is it so we must forever believe
In faith and innocence first
No matter the life we grieve

Oh London
Never surrender
The final refuge of civilization
Rests upon your ****** crown

Guess the revelation didn't hit a great impact
The magic from studios and stages has lacked
Where else do these maniacs set a comeback?
Grieving minds, screaming throats, reality *****
Some live in dream world lurking from poverty
Some live in nightmares lusting for majesty
The floor bubbling out molten lava, real fiery
Man I tried crossing the mine-land boundary

Huge words cut slow, so thin sharp ones
Harsh titles are awarded to the wrong ones
So may be they're trying hard for ascensions
Bothered about being on the other side once
They might hold the flag, lift it high with pride
Furious in incursions they blindly decide
But the universal truth, every lies will collide
Sam, you've let vendettas root deep inside

Hihintayin pa ba natin
Na ang langit ay matakpan ng mga kulay abo na alapaap
Na pinaghalong mga usok ng bomba
At mga ulap na nagdadala ng mabigat na bagyo?

Hihitayin pa ba natin
Na mawala ang buhay ng isang inosenteng sibilyan
Sa ngalan ng isang lalake sa kataas-taasan ng kalawakan
Na hindi naman natin tiyak kung tayo ba’y binabantayan pa?

Hihintayin pa ba natin
Ang pag-hiyaw ng milyong-milyong mga mamayanan
Ang hiyaw na nagdadala ng kanilang takot
Na tila ba’y parang kampana ng simbahan
Pinipilit tayong tumayo at bumangon na

Hihitayin pa ba natin
Ang pagmamakaawa ng isang burgis na artista
Na ang tingin lang sa atin ay mga tseke at barya?

Hihintayin pa ba natin
Ang pag-tahimik sa atin ng mga lalakeng naka-itim
Sumisigaw at nananakot
Sa ngalan ng maitim na propaganda?

O hihintayin na lang natin
Na gawing tayong manhid
Sa bilang ng tatlo
Habang tayo’y tinututukan ng kailbre kwarenta y kwatro?

Soldiers of Peace march on
Have no enemies
Just hearts and souls to win over.
See no divisions
Between race or creed
Or whatever.

Engage with people.
Listen and understand
Where they are coming from.

Unite us all:
The human race –
Life Forms everyone.

Have that discipline
Of the best army
In the world
But channel everything
Into peace
And Love.

Stand together
For The Common Good.

Paul Butters