You have touched the fire of music
in my heart.
This fire is spread everywhere.
It is dancing between those
dead tree branches.
Who is it pointing to in the sky.
In the dark the stars are watching
From where is the crazy
At midnight a flower
O it is a gold waterlily.
Who knows how much
power the fire has!
For the past few years my country of origin is having some serious issues.The main cause is the governing party. Although it seems to outsiders it is a democratic country,sadly it is not. People are put to death without any reason.The educated are leaving. There is general strike whenever the party in power thinks it will be beneficial to them.Crime is increasing in leaps and bounds. The citizens are not safe in their own homes. How can a country survive when there is so much lawlessness.
This is the time I feel we no longer can be loyal to this party in power. In the olden days,when the corruption reached its peak, the people were blessed with a saviour. It seems to me it’s not possible any more.