Alone Again Amid Our Clear Sadness

The Rock of Suicide stands alone By and by night... Our streets and our roads are greatly Empty except from that deadly silence... Our shadows are over there like Those of ugly and invisible ghosts... Our pretty houses have got evacuated To turn into dark tombs... Our smiles are our laughs have turned into Cries and shouts... We are everywhere and anywhere... We are alive, but We look-like the dead people... We don't know where to go... We can not go anywhere... We are no more... We are all alone looking for that Tunnel of hope, but in vain... ______________________________________________________________________