28 April 2012
Today… the day is bright,
out there the sun is shinning,
out there the wind is dancing.
In here, the clouds are grey, there's no air to breathe.
Four stop signs only one way out,
I must cross the ring of fire
and jump the deadly fence.
Only to land and find there's yet
more of them.
Ten children in the backyard
and 3 more out by the street,
not knowing what's to come,
blinded, blinded
by a feat.
3-2 score, that makes life unfair,
I cannot help but hope they'll stay that way.
But the wind does nothing but glide, and the sun does nothing but glare,
There will be no stars again,
None to light their way.
But they won't change yet- not yet.
Not just yet.
Not Yet • Opuss № I