Silence boredom
Eternal wait for court
Hunted by so many thoughts
Of who we once used to be
And the fright of having to pay
A very big fee.
My life is passing by
My eyes
As if I were about to die
One memory, one longing
Occupying more and more space
Everyday
The unforgetable smell
The lovely breeze
Of freedom as I once used to feel.
There is always hope
A beautiful flower growing inside me
Regreting the mistakes
A wonderful future
So innocent a child.
The miracles of life
I’d like my daughter to know
The simplicities life brings
Smoothly to flow.
‘Cause in here I came to sense
Money is nothing but a defence
A defence of image
We desesperately try to beware
Freedom and love
And to try our luck
We should better not dare
I wish we could fly
Above the walls just like a dove.
To be able to show my little angel
The beauties of creation
Happiness is not bought by money
Only our soul will be taken
Whereas the wonders of nature
Are made for all.
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