COMING ALIVE
My voice drowns in the cold essence
Of ignorance and unawareness; with immorality peeking from the crevices
We feel that ‘To each its own’ and the deed’s done
For long has it been forgotten, long been lost in the grey
The towers we are proud of will tumble, fall against the nature’s bed
The big factories go fritter away when there is no one to feed
We enter into an agenda citing solutions worth great negligence
When the sinister deeds result in immorality
And we face what we replicated
Reflections will no more serve the eternity
And a voice as strong Zeus’ will be obligatory
No action sustains without fortitude; no stone turned without capacity
The strength to speak up, to desire, a moment to cherish for life
Wake up, call out and aspire
Fight against the frigid darkness of ignorance
For dreams come true only in the daylight
And foster a plan forth