Wrong course

We started off alone, our long journey…

Cut off from the womb of life
We led our god-created existence
out of Eden.
The umbilical Cord we cut off
with foolhardy arrogant hands.
Our fallow Souls we did not reforest
with the seed buds of the Godly Hope.

We opened our wings to fly
–like Ikarus–

Without disappointments
With no exhortations

After we reached nearly the end
We realised that we took the wrong course

Our Wings melted
Our feet bled

Searching for truth and happiness
We found endless and dark tunnels…

Sorrow now sucks outpour entrails
Pain burns up our bones.

And we are still looking for our Lost Paradise…