***We seem to have lost

We seem to have lost That affection for being, The love of discovery, Pleasure of seeing. We praise the misfortunes, And sink in depression, Feel comfort in lying, Performing aggression.

The flowers lost Their fragrance and beauty. We live in the world Of time-tables and duties. We feel so bored In the silence of nature, That take to the forests Tape-recorders and pagers.

With constant reproach And endless refusal ? We suffer of headaches, Wake up in confusion. More than ever this world Has been stuck in complaints ? We hate when it?s hot And we hate when it rains.

And wind is too strong, And the clouds ? too grey? We find it so wrong! Suffice it to say?

The tear, like petal, Will dry in the air. One strike ? and the end Of the constant despair. Oh, stop it! Just smile, Let the dullness surrender. The being is wise, And the nights are so tender?

15/09/03