don't come looking for blue skies here
for we both know they don't last.
it is better to take your shadow with you
and confess all your days
The cross stays on top Golgotha
still empty
Where has our saviour gone
the nobel prize winners
the high iqs
still our blue skies are shared with the dark
and as a child drops down and die
and as soldiers kill each other in our battlefields
golgotha waits with it's empty cross

said the ant to the world:"why are you so big?
I don't need you so.
I don't understand.
If you were made for me,then why was I made so small.
It is true you provide me with everything,food,beauty and shelter
but it is hard to travel so far.

At night I am afraid for there is so much distance that I don't know.

as the word echoes
through all the vastness,
I looked on  an endless darkness
days,breaking like any other day
I saw a young child
a face so beautiful,eyes full of innocence
and a mind trying to understand.
God is time.
god is the sand I build my castles on,
and the sea is the dreams that breaks upon the beach.
the child runs along the rails of time
as fast as his feet can carry him.
his breath so strong!
But time is endless,
and the only finish line
is his own.
And the child loses his beauty,his innocence
looking back,it all seemed so fast,
so short a distance,just like yesterday.
this was his cross
that he had to carry
his mind
he felt crucified
unjustly and for nothing.