There would be no divider between us;
Black n white would seem the same,
There would be no sight (opinion) to differentiate.
Even though you are hurt?
The pain seems to be mine,
Though YOUR eyes fill with tears,
My heart is the one that cries;
Even if our sight are different,
Don’t we breathe the same air,
The ashes blowing on your grave,
Aren’t they the same as mine?
I wish even if we were dead,
Our hearts would still be alive,
But the way we live today...
I wish we did not live so;
The people who are in love with looks?
Only see the face of it?
From the map of this superficial face,
They seem to form their sight;
With these treacherous thoughts,
I take the hot iron rails…….
I destroy my sight?
The Chauvinistic Eyes, The Bewildered Eyes;
I cool my eye…..
"NOW I SEE NO DIVIDE"
BLACK N WHITE ARE THE SAME TO ME
THE SIGHT THAT DIVIDES IS NO MORE...