TO RIGHTEOUSNESS...

Where is the ours sunny days?

The dark sky comes over us...

Where is the sun of each always?

My question is prayer to hopeness.

I would light up the stars at night...

And all of them I would give to you!

And though I shall be only lights

Inside of me the hope is lose.

The angels are crying above us

Clouds of white they are looking for...

I must believe they are singing to us!

The Humanity they are caring for.

Where are the peace and goodness?

My ryme is outcry to rigtheousness!