Lying calmly under a tree
My eyes glued to the sky
I ask myself
What is time if I don't follow my heart
Is life a concert with death in the audience
Why do people fight wars with guns
When ever so often words are enough
Why does life make us cry so many tears
Does Man play the part of the good or evil?
I don't know, I ask myself questions
I can move forward but in what direction?
Reflection must come before action
Depending on the actions, its joys or disappointments
I expect answers and solutions
We are millions living on Earth
Along with Cancers and pollution
Are we allied with one another or adversaries?