Man And His Fear

Somewhere in the sand dunes of love,

Somewhere in the weep of night above,

Somewhere in the grief of solitary dove,

You are afraid of the tremor of a soft tear,

Man, you lived in fear; and will die in fear.

Sometimes the noise of silence,

Sometimes the muted violence,

Sometimes the secluded alliance,

Afraid of unwinding the emotional blend,

You always worry; from the beginning to end.

Someday buried in the mask of lie,

Someday drowned in the grave of cry,

Someday burned smile anonymously die,

The terror of losing the battle, you won,

Man, you live like a coward, die like one.

Some stars stay drifted,

Some clouds rain uninvited, 

Some chords being separated,

You feel the danger of sleeping lonely,

You breathe and dream of dark nightmares only.