The voices of the unspoken
Send shrills to our spines broken
By our failure to sail our fleet
To the direction where peace sleeps.
For sake we fail to understand,
Ignorance, above storming clouds,
Reigns!! In blindness do we forget that
The spirits of mountains lie in the depth of valleys
The oceans is the destination of flowing rivers
The forest holds the future of growing grass and
Tomorrow is the hope of today .
We roam the globe in despair
Time : a friend who never cares.
© Lansah Lawrence