Sometimes you see a sort of order
Laws of relativity rules of gravity
Men seeking out love
At home, at work, on the streets
Some even at the temples
Talking of a loving God
Of eternal salvation
Of Oneness and peace
And absolute order.
Then within a blink
You see it all falling apart
Men turning on each other
Cities crumbling
Hatred, anguish, anger
Confusion, disaster
Children crying under
Homes reduced to rubbles.
Before I finish my smile
I have to cry again.
I can’t solve this problem
I can’t pretend it is not there.
It is some kind of mockery
On my own existence
Two divided souls
Fighting inside me
A war without a winner
But sure enough To paralyze my existence.
