Thursday, November 29, 2007
What does it mean to survive?
Are we to be thankful we are still alive?
Are we ready to be someone elses hero?
Or are we still an invisible zero?
We are still around.
Not able to kiss the ground, nor willing
to jump up and down.
The sun is shining but what does that mean?
It can't illuminate what is so dark and unclean.
It remains dark outside our door.
We feel the cold seeping up through the floor.
The babies are hungry and crying.
Is this really surving?