I Need A Cave To Hide

The fresh air around Go merry round The childhood innocent Laugh banter fun Jumping bragging leaping The life was a joy In the face of people Sweet talk smile Little star twinkling The wind was the friend The light of the sun Was the guide The words of the old and elder Was the philosophy of life. So truth was the singing From the heart So soothing was the sight The playing of the bird. Time passes Little by little Growing and advances Innocence left stranded No freshness no truth around Hovering and hanging only black cloud Words are now poison Minds are full of pollution Glances now looking the weakness Wicked naked vulgar the strongest Wishes lost wings and died Searching a crack or cave to hide.