The Sun is coming up
The sky is blue and clear
The Birds are singing,
but there is melancholy.
Where has happiness gone? all that I see
is nostalgic faces that refuse to wash away their melancholy.
I see the vegetation greener that green,
but the faces of those surrounding me seem not to care,
their minds are into something else;
as if they would want the hell they just missed.
(C) Pekky Marquez, 2001
The sky is blue and clear
The Birds are singing,
but there is melancholy.
Where has happiness gone? all that I see
is nostalgic faces that refuse to wash away their melancholy.
I see the vegetation greener that green,
but the faces of those surrounding me seem not to care,
their minds are into something else;
as if they would want the hell they just missed.
(C) Pekky Marquez, 2001
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