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?