Did you ever see sky as clear as a newborn eyes?

Did you ever see sky as clear as a newborn eyes?
Did you ever think about how the far stars die?
Have you seen a grown man cry down on his knees,
As a tears of the desperation drip beneath his feet.

Take my hand, I’ll show you our world - true and real.
Take my word, there is no time for self - concealment.

Our world, where godlessness is a new belief.
Our world, where a hungry child will eat what’s your dog left.
Our world, where conceit and indifference are the only feelings that real.
Our world is our soul - our soul is dead.

Take my hand, I’ll show you our world - full of chaos and suffering.
Take my word, there is nothing anymore that matters.

Our world, where murderers prosper ‘cause of our law.
Our world, where we contemplate annihilation of the mother Earth.
Our world, where inaction becomes an absolute.
Our world is us - we are a bunch of ignorant fools.

Do you know that as dead man walking someone else is born.
Do you know that consolation is not a way out from our hole.
Do you feel yourself on fire as you tell a lie
or will you do whatever require to protect a pride.
As we came upon our madness, as we came to an end
condemnation of the one’s that are gone not going to help.





January 4, 1997
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov