Wings of Hope
By Atri Majumder
I am trying I will keep on trying
To mend the ways of my devious world,
I am living I will go on living
Till shadows fall upon the face of the dawn.
Oh! Don’t bottle up the rain,
Let the rivers flood these arid lands,
Don’t fall back into the abyss,
Don’t be history repeating itself,
Let the curiosity get better of us,
Let the mists of happiness set upon this earth.
There is no distinction as to what happens to whom,
There is no justification as to why they happen;
So just let it be so
So just let the ice flow,
Into the oceans we once feared
Into the streets we couldn’t cross.