Wild grass growing
Wild thoughts,
running in mind.
What’s after death, am I ever going to find
Rosy pictures are some
&
some are full of sorrows
"Is this all god has given?"
Enquired I to sparrows
Sky full of clouds
a misty morning
every face is hidden
why so, I am always wondering.
Wild grass grows
eating the beautiful tulips
Sadness grows in me
Taking away the smile of my lips.
Save the tulips
Save me.
O lord save the beauty of life
For all,
to see.
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