Life

Life...

High above the earth
I soar like the eagle
Freedom as there had never been
And I see...

Dark clouds of poisonous gasses
Enfolds the humans in its arms
Somewhere in the dark
A small child cries
Alone in the world
Not even a blanket he has to shed the cold
Who shall weep for this child?
In the busy street
A worried man walks
Hair turned gray
And deepened lines buried on his face
He wonders if his wife will be there tonight
He is tired
Could he lead a quite life?
In a room
A woman stands in front of a mirror
A couple of pills in her hand
Eyes blackened and face of bruises
She has a daughter to raise
But the pain she cannot take
Should she take her life?
And then I see a young man dancing in the rain
Laughing and singing with praise
I went to him
"Do you not have any problems and despair?"
He looked at me
Smiled
And said... "I do not care"