THE CHILD'S TEARS
A world of time passing by,
the silence of every night
so many dreams broken apart
memories lost and tormented his life,
the child weeps many moons
and listens for the voice, calling his name mid-tune.
The child's tears,
filled with hunger and pain
and his smile fades in the midnight air
the sparkling tears bitter and nay.
His ghoul wonders faraway.
to embrace his past fears, he does not reach
he stays in the shadows of the dark streets
worthwhile his future sinks
The darkening sky turns black as ink.
The Child's tears,
fall down to Earth
seasons passing, to change the world.
You may not see, he is always there,
helping thee and turning sights green
The Child has not a path, no ending, only a new beginning
