The chaotic world has come to a silence
Is it a preparation of an unknown violence
While living in the era of Darwin’s theory
Did we forget our basic queries
Black and white we all knew, two types of a story
Can we open up, see the colours of every grin and misery
Right and wrong, like a flip of a coin
When will we know there’s something as just being strong
Kindness taken for granted and mildness had no value
What will we get being stubborn like glue
Sickness in the bile kicks badly
But who has the guts to face the deadly
Blaming is a new tradition
How will you feel being in same situation
Endless questions running in the head
But night has come and I just want to sleep like a dead