In your amusement- madness,
Burn the existence of the world and make it ablaze
Laugh and play with the description of cruelty
They are human beings! – Are they not human beings?
Or is their identity in your syllabus – Dead worms?
The existence of the world survives on their own voice. Your amusement nights too.
In the vastness of the age of the universe
You are putting a timeline of decline
To get a little footprint of the oppressed
This planet is energetically waiting
The rising waves of the sea
Weave a blanket of foam – To wipe away the tears of the hungry
The dew-drenched dawn spreads its chest
Takes the place of the shepherd and embraces him – Let the farmer weave his own happiness
