"Blind"
Look around you,
little girl,
The sky is blue and the grass is green.
Look around you,
little girl.
The birds are chirping and
the flowers blooming at last.
Look around you,
little girl
The animals in search of food and
childeen in search of fun.
Look around you,
little girl.
The world is alive is alive and
doing well.
Why don't you look around you,
little girl?
Is it because
you don't care for colours?
Why don't you lok around you, little girl?
Is it because it because
you don't like birds of flowers?
Why don't you look around yoou,
little girl?
Is it because
you don't like animals or chilldren?
Why don't you look around you,
little girl?
Is it because
you hate the world?
Or is it because of your vision impairment?
"Silences"
In the silence of the night
I began to think of days
that used to be so bright.
Then I thought of all
the many different ways
of how I could
have made them right.
"Journeys"
Surviving days that are long,
we got nothing
but the world outside
our grasp.
Sunday, the day of rest
and nurturing of peace.
Tranquility and bodily serenity.
A day free of those eternal shadows.
Time I surrendered.
Tempt the instincts of survival.
Know the plan's end.
© Quas 1999 - 2001