The transition

You aspire to dance in the clouds

Dreaming without borders nor bounds
Nothing’s going to stop you in believing
You denied your qualities in hand
To fulfill those thoughts, with the power of your mind!
Nothing’s going to stop you in pursuing
Even a spear to send you fear
Even the waves, which will broke your ear
Nothing’s going to stop you in struggling!
Seasons changed it colors
Trees grew older and older
Rivers passed a centennial cycle
Blankets and fur together with its dear coat
Expressed the roar of fashion
Altogether partakes your habit
And now sky is not alone with the birds
You are flying without a wing!
Fulfilled your dream, and on the clouds you’re dancing!
Suckled all the fruits nature’s catered
To fulfill again another dream of yours
Nothing’s going to stop you in dreaming
Nothing’s going to stop you in believing
Immutable indeed I must applaud
Your spirit to create another remedy from the chores
Whither I must - again praise you?
From carving the natural sculpture
Of faces that aren’t match against nature?
Whither I must submit?
My pledge to the ones who commit
Murder to express fashion
Or it is just their scapegoat
From what they said their passion
I will stand naked and swim to this propositions
That once I am a part of their tradition
I will sing a requiem
And read the elegy – that…
Everyone must pay – to what my kinsmen has been done
To our mother who breastfed us until the end of our time!