On the green grass,
In the blue sky,
Everywhere I look, my father cries.
Orange sky, white clouds,
Coloured birds and also people,
Everywhere I look, my father cries.
Brown leaves on the ground,
Yellow pollen flying around,
Everywhere I look, my father cries.
Why? Oh! Why, does my father cry?
Look at the birds, carrying on with their lives,
Doing their bit, to make this paradise.
Look at the people,
Cries my father in anger,
What have they done to not endanger?
Everywhere I look, I can do nothing but cry.
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I really like the "Everywhere I look, my Father cries".
Thanks!!!!
Hey thanks..... penned it down ages ago.... and unearthed it recently.... Thanks for the encouragement :)
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