This season … droplets of deathbeads
Filter into humans’ home
And in flashes, the globe became a theatre of fear
A theatre of death

We live in fear, in the soaring appetite of death blowing

The wind continues to blow deadly across
Leaving wrinkled cries
Short of breathe to live
Many became still and soon to go, and forgotten
But the stubborn wind refuses to fade away

We live in fear, in the soaring appetite of death blowing

Mankind will rise again
We will rise again
We will rise again 
Mankind will rise again
                        

I sat
At the porch
Of night

Daydreaming
Seeing congress
Of fireflies

Fireflies
Born before days
Of modernity

But I
Lost in thought
Flew away

Into the arms
Of sleepworld
Of night
                        

a bright day
to behold, a new dawn of
laughter and faith

do I 
need an astrologer
to decode the beam
of laughter on the moon

I have seen
seasons of pain
and known too pain
and pain too painful to behold

so let me
walk through the backdoor
and steal serum of joy
you give

oh it’s another day gone bye
missing smiles of the moon
shine on your face
oh what a day to behold