As I sat in my balcony
To unravel life’s ironyA sensuous feeling, my blood burned
Coursing to my heart, it warmed
Then I felt a glow on my face
My lips parted in a smile
Why am I happy? I asked
The economy is smoked
Natural disasters everywhere
No excitement left anywhere
Hunger and strife have become the clime
Poverty and crime escalated to a prime
Then I remember
Even in stormy weather
There’s still hope somewhere
Even in a journey to nowhere
We stay strong as one
Like a bundle never to be torn
Looking at each other face
Catching somebody’s gaze
That gleeful smile
With rapport and gale
Then I realized why I’m happy
Because I chose to be happy
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