Twirling emotions, unheard echoes
like the meandering river that screams out its pain.
The waves that crash against cracked rocks
the voices that lie, the sea that's violent
swallowing the bits that lay ashore.
Yesterday was beautiful with fresh breeze
today holds uncertain future and ugly greed.
Nothing is in our hands,
for we are puppets of a never ending show
what controls our doings, we curse with the deeds we sow.
