November 8, 2011
I’m waiting
Waiting for many things
Everyday I watch
For those things
I wait for
I wait for the rain
To fall from the sky
I wait for the birds
To sing me their songs
I wait for the grass
To grow green again
I wait for the day
When I won’t be waiting
One day I’ll wake up
Breath in fresh air
Air that does not bring tears
To my eyes
Because it’s polluted
and dead
One day the world will be
What it was created to be
And we’ll dance in the streets
Joyful and pure
And that will be the day
When I don’t have to wait
Because things will be different
The grass will be green
Rain will fall
Birds will sing
I will be free

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