Ocean Of Strangers

                      Look at us now, look at us now,

             All I wonder about our situation is – HOW?

                      Often times I close my eyes,

                    And there I see only blue skies,

                            Under it I see a ship, 

                   Sailing on the ocean until it flips.

                    Human kind has not done right,

               So I close my eyes to imagine a sight,

                       A sight without human kind,

            But of only bright lights and peaceful sighs,

           I wait for the ocean breeze to hit my face,

               Just to realize that life is not a race.

                       Just as I get back to reality,

                       I see our deeds in clarity.