A DAY TO GIVE
I ONLY HAVE ONE DAY TO GIVE
AND THAT DAY IS TOMORROW
TOMORROW I WILL GIVE
I PROMISE...
I WILL GIVE MY LOVE
MY AFFECTION
MY COMFORT
MY MONEY
TOMORROW,
I WILL GIVE
I PROMISE
LIKE I USED TO
LIKE I USED TO GIVE
EVERY DAY
EVERY DAY
WITHOUT FAIL
I GAVE
MY LOVE
MY AFFECTION
MY MONEY
I GAVE
AND THEN GAVE
AND THEN GAVE SOME MORE
AND THEN SOME MORE AND SOME MORE
I GAVE MY TIME...
THE MOST PRECIOUS
THING OF ALL
I GAVE MY PRECIOUS TIME
CAN YOU IMGINE/
I GAVE MY TIME
TO OTHERS
OTHERS WHO WERE NOT WORTHY
NOT WORTHY OF SUCH A GIFT
A RARE GEM
A BLACK OPAL FROM ETHOPIA
A BUGUNDY RED RUBY
GAVE IT AWAY...
WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?
WHAT WERE YOU THINKING KARIMA?
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?
NOT THINKING
NOT THINKING AT ALL
JUST GIVING
JUST GIVING IT AWAY
A RARE THING LIKE TIME
WHICH NEVER COME BACK
NEVER
GONE FOR EVER...
CAN'T CATCH IT
IT'S A BIRD
WHO HAS FLOWN AWAY
TO DIFFERENT
LANDS
MORE SYMPATHETIC TO IT'S SENSITIVITY
MORE AWARE OF IT'S VALUE
MORE KEEN TO EMBRACE IT
THE GIFT...
THE GIFT WHICH EVEN KINGS CAN'T
AFFORD TO JUST GIVE AWAY
AND YOU DID
YOU, KARIMA
YOU DID
YOU GAVE AWAY YOUR TIME
YOUR OST VALUABLE GEM
YOU DIDN'T GIVE IT AWAY
YOU THREW IT AWAY
HOW COULD YOU?
KARIMA...
HOW COULD YOU?
NOW YOU HAVE NO TIME
NO TIME TO PREPARE ...
FOR ANYTHING
IT JUST GONE
LOST
DROWNED
DISOWNED
NO, BY YOU
NOT DISOWNED BY THE OTHERS
BY YOU
KARIMA
BY YOU...
NOW YOU ARE SAD
ARE YOU?
YOU SHOULD BE
WHAT DO YOU HAVE NOW?
WTHE SKY
WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW?
WHAT WOULD YOU DO NOW?
DO YOU HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO DO ANYTHING NOW?
NO. NOT ENOUGH TIME
NO TIME AT ALL
I THREW IT AWAY
IN THE DUST
I THREW IT AWAY
FAR ABOVE THE EARTH
AND IT FLEW
FLEW AWAY
LIKE THE BIRD
THE BIRD WITH WINGS
WINGS MADE IT FLY
FLY AWAY
NOW WHAT WOULD YOU GIVE?
WHEN THE TIME COMES TO GIVE?
WHAT WOULD YOU GIVE TODAY?
WHAT WOULD YOU GIVE AWAY TODAY KARIMA?
I ONLY HAVE ONE DAY TO GIVE
AND THAT DAY IS TOMORROW
TOMORROW I WILL GIVE
I PROMISE...
WHAT WILL YOU GIVE KARIMA?
WHAT WILL YOU GIVE TOMORROW?
WOULD YOU GIVE YOUR TIME?
WOULD YOU?
I ONLY HAVE ONE DAY TO GIVE
AND THAT DAY IS TOMORROW
TOMORROW I WILL GIVE
I PROMISE...
WHAT WILL YOU GIVE TOMORROW?
KARIMA, WHAT WILL YOU GIVE TOMORROW?
I DON'T KNOW...
I HAVE NOTHING LEFT...
I GAVE EVERYTHING AWAY...
GIVE AWAY A LIT BIT OF YOUR TIME TOMORROW
OH! I CAN'T PROMISE THAT
IMPOSSIBLE...
TIME I DON'T HAVE
NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT
THATS ALL GONE
GONE FOR EVER...
I GAVE IT AWAY YESTERDAY
WITHOUT THINKING...
I GAVE IT ALL AWAY...
ITS GONE...
NOW I HAVE ONLY ONE DAY TO GIVE
AND TODAY IS NOT THE DAY
TOMORROW I WILL GIVE
I PROMISE...
YOU ALWAYS KEPT YOUR PROMISE KARIMA
YOU ALWAYS DID...
BUT YOU HAVE NOTHING LEFT FOR TOMORROW
YOU WILL BREAK YOUR PROMISE
TOMORROW...
TOMORROW YOU WILL BREAK YOUR PROMISE
FOR THE FIRST TIME
IN YOUR LIFE...
TOMORROW, KARIMA
TOMORROW, YOU WILL HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE
I DO. I HAVE SOMETING TO GIVE TOMORROW
I PROMISE...
I WILL GIVE MY SADNESS AWAY
I WILL PART WITH MY SANESS TOMORROW
I WILL THROW IT AWAY IN THE DUST...
I PROMISE.......................
Saturday, December 28, 2019
DUST
DUST
LOST IN HER SADNESS
KARIMA STOPPED NOTICING PEOPLE AROUND HER
VERY SON SHE REMOVED HERSELF FROM THE VICINITY OF PEOPLE
NOW SHE WAS ALL ALONE BY HERSELF ,OST OF THE TIME
HER SADNESS STAYED.
AROUND PEOPLE SHE FELT HER SMALLNESS
ACTUALLY SHE MADE HERSELF SMALL AROUND PEOPLE
BUT HER SENSE OF SMALLNESS STAYED
SOMETIME SHE WONDERED ABOUT HER SADNESS
MOST OF THE TIME SHE IGNORED IT
AND SOMETIMES, SHE ACKNOWLEDGED IT
BUT IT NEVER REALLY DISTURBED HER
IT BECAME HER CONSTANT COMPANION
THE SADNESS, I MEAN
WHEN SHE LOOKED IN THE MIRROR IN THE MORNING
THE MIRROR REMINDED HER OF HER SADNESS
THEN SHE STOPPED LOOKING AT THE MIRROR
SHE BROKE ALL MIRRORS IN HER HOUSE
WHEN SHE WAS A LITTLE GIRL SHE ADORED MIRRORS
SHE STOOD IN-FRONT OF THEM ALL DAY
LOOKING AT HER PETITE FIGURE
LOOKING AT HER DARK BROWN EYES
LOOKING AT HER FULL RIPE LIPS
ADMIRING HER JET BLACK VELVETY HAIR
ADMIRING HER OLIVE COMPLEXION
MORE OLIVE THAN REAL OLIVES
SHE LOVED OLIVES
SHE NIBBLED ON THEM
WHEN HER ADULT FAMILY MEMBERS DRANK MARTINI'S
SHE WOULD ASK FOR THE OLIVES AND HER ADULT RELATIVES
WOULD GIVE IT TO HER
WHEN SHE GREW UP SHE NEVER DRANK MARTINI
IT REMINDED HER OF HER DEAD RELATIVES
MAYBE HER SADNESS WAS BECAUSE OF THAT?
THE MISSING MARTINI'S AND THE MISSING OLIVES
SHE COULD GO TO THE MARKET AND BUY SOME
BUT SHE LOST THE TASTE OF OLIVES
AND HER COMPLEXION WAS NOT OF OLIVE SHADE ANYMORE
IT WAS PALE AS THE PALE, VERY PALE LEMONADE
SHE USED TO DRINK LEMONADES WHEN SHE WAS YOUNG
BUT NOW IN THE WINTRY CITY
WHERE SHE LIVED, THE COLD LEMONADE WAS
TOO COLD FOR HER TO DRINK...
IT HURT HER TEETH
AND THE TASTE HAD ALREADY DISAPPEARED
SHE LIKED HOT DRINKS
BECAUSE SHE WAS ALWAYS COLD
THE COLD WEATHER MADE HER MORE SAD
AND IT WAS ALWAYS COLD
WHY DID SHE LIVE IN THE COLD COUNTRY?
BECAUSE SHE HAD NO OTHER PLACE TO GO
SHE HAD NO HOME ANYWHERE ANY MORE
EXCEPT A SMALL ROOM WITHOUT MIRRORS
WITHOUT OLIVES
WITHOUT LEMONADE
WITHOUT THE WARMTH OF A COMPANION
BUT DID SHE WANT A COMPANION?
NO, NOT ANY MORE
FOR A WHILE SHE DID
SHE WANTED A RELATIVE OR A FRIEND NEARBY
BUT NOT ANY MORE...
SHE REMINDED HERSELF CONSTANTLY
THAT SHE WAS NOT ALONE
NEVER ALONE
SHE HAD SOME ONE
SOMEONE VERY DEAR TO HER
ALMOST AS DEAR AS HER DEAD RELATIVES
AS DEAR AS THE WARMTH OF THGE HOT SUN
AS EAR AS THE HOT COCO...
SHE WOULD TALK TO HER COMPANION
CONSTANTLY
DAY AND NIGHT
ALL NIGHT
AND HER COMPANION WOULD INSTANTLY SHOW UP
ACTUALLY WAS ALWAYS THERE BEHIND HER
HER SHADOW EVEN IN THE DARK
HER SADNESS WAS ALWAYS AROUND
TO REMIND HER
THAT THE SADNESS, SHE WAS SO LOST IN
WOULD NEVER ABANDON HER
NEVER....
NEVER TO DAY
NEVER TOMORROW
NEVER DURING THE DAY
NEVER DURING THE NIGHT
HOW FORTUNATE WAS KARIMA
SHE HAD THE BEST FRIEND
ANY ONE CAN EVER...HAVE
IN A CITY WHICH WAS SO LONELY
YES, THE CITY SHE LIVED IN
WAS VERY LONELY
ALL IT'S INHABITANTS
SEEM VERY LONELY
LONELY AND SAD
WAS TO BE WITH HUMAN WARMTH
THAT POSSIBLE?
YES,
BECAUSE EVERY ONE'S RELATIVES WERE DEAD
AND GONE FOR EVER
AND THHE CITY WAS COLD
COLD AS ICE
SLIPPERY...
IT WAS MORE OF A REASON
FOR PEOPLE OF THIS CITY
TO BE WITH OTHER SADNESSS
BUT THEY WERE AFRAID
AFRAID OF OTHER HUMANS
THEY DIDN'T WANT TO GET HURT
THEY HAVE BEEN HURT BEFORE
THEY DIN'T How are you?VE THE STRENGTH
TO BE HURT AGAIN
SO THEY REMAIN LOST
IN THEIR SADNESS
LIKE KARIMA...
THEY WOULD RATHER BE
LOST IN SADNESS
IT WAS MORE COMFORTING
THAN PEOPLE
THEY DIDN'T KNOW KARIMA
KARIMA DIDN'T KNOW THEM EITHER
BUT THEY UNDERSTOOD
EACH OTHER'S SADNESS
AND DECIDED TO NEVER GET RID OF IT
THAT WAS ACTUALLY A GOOD CHOICE
WHY GET RID OF ONLY THING YOU HAVE?
WHY NOT ENJOY IT?
WHY NOT EMBRACE IT?
WHY NOIT CHERISH IT?
THERE IS NOTHING WRONG
FOR THEM TO BE LOST IN THEIR SADNESS....
BY
BINA SHARIF
copyright:biasharif Dec, 2019
SHE COULD
LOST IN HER SADNESS
KARIMA STOPPED NOTICING PEOPLE AROUND HER
VERY SON SHE REMOVED HERSELF FROM THE VICINITY OF PEOPLE
NOW SHE WAS ALL ALONE BY HERSELF ,OST OF THE TIME
HER SADNESS STAYED.
AROUND PEOPLE SHE FELT HER SMALLNESS
ACTUALLY SHE MADE HERSELF SMALL AROUND PEOPLE
BUT HER SENSE OF SMALLNESS STAYED
SOMETIME SHE WONDERED ABOUT HER SADNESS
MOST OF THE TIME SHE IGNORED IT
AND SOMETIMES, SHE ACKNOWLEDGED IT
BUT IT NEVER REALLY DISTURBED HER
IT BECAME HER CONSTANT COMPANION
THE SADNESS, I MEAN
WHEN SHE LOOKED IN THE MIRROR IN THE MORNING
THE MIRROR REMINDED HER OF HER SADNESS
THEN SHE STOPPED LOOKING AT THE MIRROR
SHE BROKE ALL MIRRORS IN HER HOUSE
WHEN SHE WAS A LITTLE GIRL SHE ADORED MIRRORS
SHE STOOD IN-FRONT OF THEM ALL DAY
LOOKING AT HER PETITE FIGURE
LOOKING AT HER DARK BROWN EYES
LOOKING AT HER FULL RIPE LIPS
ADMIRING HER JET BLACK VELVETY HAIR
ADMIRING HER OLIVE COMPLEXION
MORE OLIVE THAN REAL OLIVES
SHE LOVED OLIVES
SHE NIBBLED ON THEM
WHEN HER ADULT FAMILY MEMBERS DRANK MARTINI'S
SHE WOULD ASK FOR THE OLIVES AND HER ADULT RELATIVES
WOULD GIVE IT TO HER
WHEN SHE GREW UP SHE NEVER DRANK MARTINI
IT REMINDED HER OF HER DEAD RELATIVES
MAYBE HER SADNESS WAS BECAUSE OF THAT?
THE MISSING MARTINI'S AND THE MISSING OLIVES
SHE COULD GO TO THE MARKET AND BUY SOME
BUT SHE LOST THE TASTE OF OLIVES
AND HER COMPLEXION WAS NOT OF OLIVE SHADE ANYMORE
IT WAS PALE AS THE PALE, VERY PALE LEMONADE
SHE USED TO DRINK LEMONADES WHEN SHE WAS YOUNG
BUT NOW IN THE WINTRY CITY
WHERE SHE LIVED, THE COLD LEMONADE WAS
TOO COLD FOR HER TO DRINK...
IT HURT HER TEETH
AND THE TASTE HAD ALREADY DISAPPEARED
SHE LIKED HOT DRINKS
BECAUSE SHE WAS ALWAYS COLD
THE COLD WEATHER MADE HER MORE SAD
AND IT WAS ALWAYS COLD
WHY DID SHE LIVE IN THE COLD COUNTRY?
BECAUSE SHE HAD NO OTHER PLACE TO GO
SHE HAD NO HOME ANYWHERE ANY MORE
EXCEPT A SMALL ROOM WITHOUT MIRRORS
WITHOUT OLIVES
WITHOUT LEMONADE
WITHOUT THE WARMTH OF A COMPANION
BUT DID SHE WANT A COMPANION?
NO, NOT ANY MORE
FOR A WHILE SHE DID
SHE WANTED A RELATIVE OR A FRIEND NEARBY
BUT NOT ANY MORE...
SHE REMINDED HERSELF CONSTANTLY
THAT SHE WAS NOT ALONE
NEVER ALONE
SHE HAD SOME ONE
SOMEONE VERY DEAR TO HER
ALMOST AS DEAR AS HER DEAD RELATIVES
AS DEAR AS THE WARMTH OF THGE HOT SUN
AS EAR AS THE HOT COCO...
SHE WOULD TALK TO HER COMPANION
CONSTANTLY
DAY AND NIGHT
ALL NIGHT
AND HER COMPANION WOULD INSTANTLY SHOW UP
ACTUALLY WAS ALWAYS THERE BEHIND HER
HER SHADOW EVEN IN THE DARK
HER SADNESS WAS ALWAYS AROUND
TO REMIND HER
THAT THE SADNESS, SHE WAS SO LOST IN
WOULD NEVER ABANDON HER
NEVER....
NEVER TO DAY
NEVER TOMORROW
NEVER DURING THE DAY
NEVER DURING THE NIGHT
HOW FORTUNATE WAS KARIMA
SHE HAD THE BEST FRIEND
ANY ONE CAN EVER...HAVE
IN A CITY WHICH WAS SO LONELY
YES, THE CITY SHE LIVED IN
WAS VERY LONELY
ALL IT'S INHABITANTS
SEEM VERY LONELY
LONELY AND SAD
WAS TO BE WITH HUMAN WARMTH
THAT POSSIBLE?
YES,
BECAUSE EVERY ONE'S RELATIVES WERE DEAD
AND GONE FOR EVER
AND THHE CITY WAS COLD
COLD AS ICE
SLIPPERY...
IT WAS MORE OF A REASON
FOR PEOPLE OF THIS CITY
TO BE WITH OTHER SADNESSS
BUT THEY WERE AFRAID
AFRAID OF OTHER HUMANS
THEY DIDN'T WANT TO GET HURT
THEY HAVE BEEN HURT BEFORE
THEY DIN'T How are you?VE THE STRENGTH
TO BE HURT AGAIN
SO THEY REMAIN LOST
IN THEIR SADNESS
LIKE KARIMA...
THEY WOULD RATHER BE
LOST IN SADNESS
IT WAS MORE COMFORTING
THAN PEOPLE
THEY DIDN'T KNOW KARIMA
KARIMA DIDN'T KNOW THEM EITHER
BUT THEY UNDERSTOOD
EACH OTHER'S SADNESS
AND DECIDED TO NEVER GET RID OF IT
THAT WAS ACTUALLY A GOOD CHOICE
WHY GET RID OF ONLY THING YOU HAVE?
WHY NOT ENJOY IT?
WHY NOT EMBRACE IT?
WHY NOIT CHERISH IT?
THERE IS NOTHING WRONG
FOR THEM TO BE LOST IN THEIR SADNESS....
BY
BINA SHARIF
copyright:biasharif Dec, 2019
SHE COULD
Thursday, December 19, 2019
ANY TIME OF THE DAY
ANY TIME OF THE DAY
SHE WAS WHISPERING
SO AFRAID OF SOMETHING
SHE COULDN'T TALK
IN A LOW WHISPER SHE SAID,
"I AM BUSY."
AND SHE IS A FOREIGNER
FOREIGNERS DO NOT GET OFF THE PHONE SO FAST
BUT SHE IS NOW VERY AMERICANIZED.
SHE HAS AN AMERICAN LOVER
I LIKE AMERICANS
THEY ARE VERY DIRECT
UP-TO THE POINT
NO BULLSHIT
"CAN'T TALK. VERY BUSY." THEY SAY
THAT TAKES CARE OF IT
THAT TAKES CARE OF EVERYTHING
I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF THINGS TOO.
FAR TOO MANY THINGS NEED TO BE TAKEN CARE OF
BUT I CAN NEVER SAY SO ABRUPTLY,
"CAN'T TALK, SO BUSY."
BECAUSE I AM A FOREIGNER
I JUST THINK
I DON'T DO
I JUST THINK
I THINK TOO MUCH
TOO MUCH THINKING IS NOT GOOD
I THINK ALL THE TIME
BUT THINKING IS NOT PART OF BEING BUSY
DOING SOMETHING IS PART OF BEING BUSY
DOING SOMETHING IS,"BUSY"
"DO SOMETHING"
"WHAT"
"SOMETHING"
"I DON'T KNOW."
"WHAT IS THAT?"
"WHAT'S WHAT?"
"I DON'T KNOW."
"YES, I DON'T KNOW. I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING."
"I WILL TELL YOU WHAT YOU SHOULD DO."
"TELL ME."
"DON'T THINK, DON'T TALK"
"DO WHAT THEN?"
"TEXT."
"TEXT?"
"YES, TEXT, BE MODERN. YOU ARE IN NY. YOU BEHAVE LIKE YOU ARE FROM
SOME REMOTE VILLAGE OF BANGLADESH"
"I AM NOT FROM BANGLADESH. I AM FROM EAST VILLAGE."
"THEN BEHAVE LIKE ONE. BEHAVE LIKE AN EAST VILLAGER. YOU TALK LIKE YOU
ARE FROM TIMBUKTU. EVEN PEOPLE FROM TIMBUKTU ARE TEXTING. IT'S
PROGRESS. TECHNOLOGY IS PROGRESS."
"BUT IT'S TAKING HUMANITY BACKWARDS. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY
ONE'S VOICE WHY TEXT THEM AT ALL? IF YOU DON'T WANT TO ANSWER THE PHONE
WHY IS IT IMPORTANT TO TEXT THEM? PEOPLE SO VERY PROUDLY SAY SAY, "OH1
NO- I NEVER ANSWER ANY ONE'S PHONE CALL. IT'S AMAZING."
"ITS PROGRESS."
"IT'S MORAL DETERIORATION, SOCIAL DETERIORATION. IT'S INDIFFERENCE
TOWARDS ALL THE SENSES. INDIFFERENCE TO THE MELODIOUS SOUND OF HMAN
VOICE. ALL SENSES ARE WASTED. TOUCH, SMELL, SOUND, TASTE, LANGUAGE,
CONVERSATION...ALL WASTED. WE ARE IN A WASTELAND.
HUMAN BEINGS ARE NOT TALKING TO EACH OTHER. THEY ARE NOT LISTENING
TO EACH OTHER. THEY WOULD LOVE TO KILL EACH OTHER BUT ANSWERING THE
PHONE IS OUT. THEY ARE ALL WIRED UP. THEY DON'T HEAR ANY ONE, THEY DON'T
SEE ANYONE. THEY ONLY SEE THE SCREEN OF THEIR TECHNOLOGY
CONGRATULATIONS TECHNOLOGY. THE CIVILITY IS GONE, THE NEW HUMANITY
KILLED IT. THEY ARE LIKE DEAD ZOMBIES WIRED UP AND WALKING AROUND ALL
ALONE AMONGST MILLIONS OF THEIR FELLOW MEN BUT ALL ALONE BY
THEMSELVES AND THEIR WIRES....AMAZING PROGRESS. CONGRATULATIONS
TO THE ONES TEXTING, WALKING, NOT LISTENING, NOT TALKING, NOT FEELING,
NOT CONVERSING, ALL ALONE BY THEMSELVES...."
SHE WAS WHISPERING
SO AFRAID OF SOMETHING
SHE COULDN'T TALK
IN A LOW WHISPER SHE SAID,
"I AM BUSY."
AND SHE IS A FOREIGNER
FOREIGNERS DO NOT GET OFF THE PHONE SO FAST
BUT SHE IS NOW VERY AMERICANIZED.
SHE HAS AN AMERICAN LOVER
I LIKE AMERICANS
THEY ARE VERY DIRECT
UP-TO THE POINT
NO BULLSHIT
"CAN'T TALK. VERY BUSY." THEY SAY
THAT TAKES CARE OF IT
THAT TAKES CARE OF EVERYTHING
I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF THINGS TOO.
FAR TOO MANY THINGS NEED TO BE TAKEN CARE OF
BUT I CAN NEVER SAY SO ABRUPTLY,
"CAN'T TALK, SO BUSY."
BECAUSE I AM A FOREIGNER
I JUST THINK
I DON'T DO
I JUST THINK
I THINK TOO MUCH
TOO MUCH THINKING IS NOT GOOD
I THINK ALL THE TIME
BUT THINKING IS NOT PART OF BEING BUSY
DOING SOMETHING IS PART OF BEING BUSY
DOING SOMETHING IS,"BUSY"
"DO SOMETHING"
"WHAT"
"SOMETHING"
"I DON'T KNOW."
"WHAT IS THAT?"
"WHAT'S WHAT?"
"I DON'T KNOW."
"YES, I DON'T KNOW. I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING."
"I WILL TELL YOU WHAT YOU SHOULD DO."
"TELL ME."
"DON'T THINK, DON'T TALK"
"DO WHAT THEN?"
"TEXT."
"TEXT?"
"YES, TEXT, BE MODERN. YOU ARE IN NY. YOU BEHAVE LIKE YOU ARE FROM
SOME REMOTE VILLAGE OF BANGLADESH"
"I AM NOT FROM BANGLADESH. I AM FROM EAST VILLAGE."
"THEN BEHAVE LIKE ONE. BEHAVE LIKE AN EAST VILLAGER. YOU TALK LIKE YOU
ARE FROM TIMBUKTU. EVEN PEOPLE FROM TIMBUKTU ARE TEXTING. IT'S
PROGRESS. TECHNOLOGY IS PROGRESS."
"BUT IT'S TAKING HUMANITY BACKWARDS. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY
ONE'S VOICE WHY TEXT THEM AT ALL? IF YOU DON'T WANT TO ANSWER THE PHONE
WHY IS IT IMPORTANT TO TEXT THEM? PEOPLE SO VERY PROUDLY SAY SAY, "OH1
NO- I NEVER ANSWER ANY ONE'S PHONE CALL. IT'S AMAZING."
"ITS PROGRESS."
"IT'S MORAL DETERIORATION, SOCIAL DETERIORATION. IT'S INDIFFERENCE
TOWARDS ALL THE SENSES. INDIFFERENCE TO THE MELODIOUS SOUND OF HMAN
VOICE. ALL SENSES ARE WASTED. TOUCH, SMELL, SOUND, TASTE, LANGUAGE,
CONVERSATION...ALL WASTED. WE ARE IN A WASTELAND.
HUMAN BEINGS ARE NOT TALKING TO EACH OTHER. THEY ARE NOT LISTENING
TO EACH OTHER. THEY WOULD LOVE TO KILL EACH OTHER BUT ANSWERING THE
PHONE IS OUT. THEY ARE ALL WIRED UP. THEY DON'T HEAR ANY ONE, THEY DON'T
SEE ANYONE. THEY ONLY SEE THE SCREEN OF THEIR TECHNOLOGY
CONGRATULATIONS TECHNOLOGY. THE CIVILITY IS GONE, THE NEW HUMANITY
KILLED IT. THEY ARE LIKE DEAD ZOMBIES WIRED UP AND WALKING AROUND ALL
ALONE AMONGST MILLIONS OF THEIR FELLOW MEN BUT ALL ALONE BY
THEMSELVES AND THEIR WIRES....AMAZING PROGRESS. CONGRATULATIONS
TO THE ONES TEXTING, WALKING, NOT LISTENING, NOT TALKING, NOT FEELING,
NOT CONVERSING, ALL ALONE BY THEMSELVES...."
A VERY COLD AND DARK EVENING
A VERY COLD AND DARK EVENING
WHERE IS THE REST OF YOU, YOU A VERY COLD EVENING?
DID YOU JUST DISAPPEAR FROM SIGHT?
WHAT HAPPENED?
DID SOME ONE CHASED YOU AWAY?
WHO?
THE DARKNESS...
OH! THE DARKNESS CHASED YOU AWAY
HOW MEAN OF THAT DARKNESS
HOW DARE THE DARKNESS CHASED YOU AWAY
I THOUGHT OTHING ON THIS EARTH CAN EVER CHASE YOU AWAY
I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE LIGHT
YOU WERE THE SHINING LIGHT ON THE TOP OF THE HILL
TOP OF THAT HILL WHERE PEOPLE CLIMB ALL DAY TO FIND YOU
TO DELIGHT IN YOUR SHIMMERING LIGHT
TO DELIGHT IN YOUR SOOTHING BLUE LIGHT
TO FEEL ROMANTIC IN YOUR LIGHT, THE COLOR OF THE NILE...
TO FEEL YOU AE IN THOSE ANCIENT LANDS OF MONUMENTS, PYRAMIDS AND
PROPHETS...
WHERE HAVE THE PROPHETS GONE/
WHERE HAVE ALL THE PROPHETS OF THE WORLD GONE?
THERE IS SO MUCH DARKNESS WITHOUT THE PROPHETS
THERE IS SO MUCH DARKNESS WITHOUT YOU
I APPEAL TO THE PROPHETS TO COME BACK
WE MISS THEM
WE NEED THEIR WISDOM
THEIR DIGNITY
THEIR STRENGTH
THEIR SPIRITS
THEIR GENEROSITY
THEIR SENSE OF RIGHT AND WRONG
THEIR POETRY OF JUSTICE
THEIR SONG OF PEACE
WHERE DID THE PROPHETS GO?
CAN YOU COME BACK?
CAN YOU SHINE YOUR LIGHT ON THE PROPHETS SO WE CAN SEE THEM?
I KNOW THEY ARE SOME WHERE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE HILL, HIDDEN IN THE
DARKNESS...
CAN YOU COME BACK SO THAT THE PROPHETS WILL BE VISIBLE AND THE LAND
WILL HAVE SOME MEANING LIKE BEFORE?
CAN YOU SHINE ON OUR LIBRARIES SO WE CAN READ SOME WONDERFUL BOOKS
WE ARE SO MUCH IN THE DARKNESS THAT WE SEE NOTHING BUT LONG AND DARK
SHADOWS OF DARKNESS...
CAN YOU SHINE ON OUR EARTH SO WE CAN SEE THAT IT'S FERTILE?
CAN YOU COME BACK AND SHOW US THE WAY?
WE ARE LOST
WE HAVE LOST OUR WAY
WE CAN'T SEE ANYTHING
WE ARE BUMPING INTO EACH OTHER
WE ARE HURTING EACH OTHER BECAUSE WE ARE SO MUCH IN THE DARKNESS
WE ARE NOT AT FAULT BUT WE HAVE LOST OUR LIGHT
YOU WERE OUR LIGHT AND YOU ARE GONE
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE?
WHY HAVE YOU GONE?
WHY WON'T YOU COME BACK?
HAVE WE DONE SOMETHING WRONG TO OFFEND YOU?
HAVE WE DONE SOMETHING WRONG TO ANNOY YOU?
HAVE WE DONE SOMETHING TO DISAPPOINT YOU?
YES, WE HAVE
WE HAVE LOST OUR WAY
WE HAVE LOST OUR STRENGTH
WE HAVE LOST OUR SOPHISTICATION
WE HAVE LOST OUR MORALS
WE HAVE LOST OUR DIGNITY
YES, WE HAVE LOST EVERYTHING WHICH IS DEAR TO GOD
WE HAVE LOST OUR CHARACTER.
BECAUSE WE ARE IN THE DARK.
YOU HAVE GONE AWAY
WE OFFENDED YOU
WE HURT YOUR FEELINGS
YOU SHOWED US YOUR LIGHT AND WE CHOSE DARKNESS
PLEASE COME BACK
IT'S TOO DARK WITHOUT YOU
WERN'T YOU OUR MOON?
THE MOST GLAMOROUS OF ALL LIGHTS
THE MOST PRECIOUS OF ALL THE LIGHTS
PLEASE COME BACK AND LIGHT OUR MOUNTAIN SO WE CAN CLIMB UP
WITHOUT ANY FEAR...
WE NEED TO MOVETHE DARKNESS OF IGNORANCE
MOVE UPWARDS
MOVE FORWARD
AWAY FROM THE ETERNAL DARKNESS OF IGNORANCE
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF EVIL
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF CRUELTY
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF VIOLENCE
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF HATE...
PLEASE COME BACK...
COME BACK, THE BEAUTIFUL MOON
BRING BACK YOUR SOOTHING, COMFORTING BLUISH LIGHT...
THE EVENING IS DO DARK
EVERY EVENING IS SO DARK LATELY
SO DARK, SO, SO SO DARK WITHOUT YOU...
WHERE IS THE REST OF YOU, YOU A VERY COLD EVENING?
DID YOU JUST DISAPPEAR FROM SIGHT?
WHAT HAPPENED?
DID SOME ONE CHASED YOU AWAY?
WHO?
THE DARKNESS...
OH! THE DARKNESS CHASED YOU AWAY
HOW MEAN OF THAT DARKNESS
HOW DARE THE DARKNESS CHASED YOU AWAY
I THOUGHT OTHING ON THIS EARTH CAN EVER CHASE YOU AWAY
I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE LIGHT
YOU WERE THE SHINING LIGHT ON THE TOP OF THE HILL
TOP OF THAT HILL WHERE PEOPLE CLIMB ALL DAY TO FIND YOU
TO DELIGHT IN YOUR SHIMMERING LIGHT
TO DELIGHT IN YOUR SOOTHING BLUE LIGHT
TO FEEL ROMANTIC IN YOUR LIGHT, THE COLOR OF THE NILE...
TO FEEL YOU AE IN THOSE ANCIENT LANDS OF MONUMENTS, PYRAMIDS AND
PROPHETS...
WHERE HAVE THE PROPHETS GONE/
WHERE HAVE ALL THE PROPHETS OF THE WORLD GONE?
THERE IS SO MUCH DARKNESS WITHOUT THE PROPHETS
THERE IS SO MUCH DARKNESS WITHOUT YOU
I APPEAL TO THE PROPHETS TO COME BACK
WE MISS THEM
WE NEED THEIR WISDOM
THEIR DIGNITY
THEIR STRENGTH
THEIR SPIRITS
THEIR GENEROSITY
THEIR SENSE OF RIGHT AND WRONG
THEIR POETRY OF JUSTICE
THEIR SONG OF PEACE
WHERE DID THE PROPHETS GO?
CAN YOU COME BACK?
CAN YOU SHINE YOUR LIGHT ON THE PROPHETS SO WE CAN SEE THEM?
I KNOW THEY ARE SOME WHERE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE HILL, HIDDEN IN THE
DARKNESS...
CAN YOU COME BACK SO THAT THE PROPHETS WILL BE VISIBLE AND THE LAND
WILL HAVE SOME MEANING LIKE BEFORE?
CAN YOU SHINE ON OUR LIBRARIES SO WE CAN READ SOME WONDERFUL BOOKS
WE ARE SO MUCH IN THE DARKNESS THAT WE SEE NOTHING BUT LONG AND DARK
SHADOWS OF DARKNESS...
CAN YOU SHINE ON OUR EARTH SO WE CAN SEE THAT IT'S FERTILE?
CAN YOU COME BACK AND SHOW US THE WAY?
WE ARE LOST
WE HAVE LOST OUR WAY
WE CAN'T SEE ANYTHING
WE ARE BUMPING INTO EACH OTHER
WE ARE HURTING EACH OTHER BECAUSE WE ARE SO MUCH IN THE DARKNESS
WE ARE NOT AT FAULT BUT WE HAVE LOST OUR LIGHT
YOU WERE OUR LIGHT AND YOU ARE GONE
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE?
WHY HAVE YOU GONE?
WHY WON'T YOU COME BACK?
HAVE WE DONE SOMETHING WRONG TO OFFEND YOU?
HAVE WE DONE SOMETHING WRONG TO ANNOY YOU?
HAVE WE DONE SOMETHING TO DISAPPOINT YOU?
YES, WE HAVE
WE HAVE LOST OUR WAY
WE HAVE LOST OUR STRENGTH
WE HAVE LOST OUR SOPHISTICATION
WE HAVE LOST OUR MORALS
WE HAVE LOST OUR DIGNITY
YES, WE HAVE LOST EVERYTHING WHICH IS DEAR TO GOD
WE HAVE LOST OUR CHARACTER.
BECAUSE WE ARE IN THE DARK.
YOU HAVE GONE AWAY
WE OFFENDED YOU
WE HURT YOUR FEELINGS
YOU SHOWED US YOUR LIGHT AND WE CHOSE DARKNESS
PLEASE COME BACK
IT'S TOO DARK WITHOUT YOU
WERN'T YOU OUR MOON?
THE MOST GLAMOROUS OF ALL LIGHTS
THE MOST PRECIOUS OF ALL THE LIGHTS
PLEASE COME BACK AND LIGHT OUR MOUNTAIN SO WE CAN CLIMB UP
WITHOUT ANY FEAR...
WE NEED TO MOVETHE DARKNESS OF IGNORANCE
MOVE UPWARDS
MOVE FORWARD
AWAY FROM THE ETERNAL DARKNESS OF IGNORANCE
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF EVIL
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF CRUELTY
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF VIOLENCE
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS OF HATE...
PLEASE COME BACK...
COME BACK, THE BEAUTIFUL MOON
BRING BACK YOUR SOOTHING, COMFORTING BLUISH LIGHT...
THE EVENING IS DO DARK
EVERY EVENING IS SO DARK LATELY
SO DARK, SO, SO SO DARK WITHOUT YOU...
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