Once upon a time, in the mind of a little boy
There was that marvelous dream
Of finding his love out of this mess
Majority over minority
What A Despicable world.
He had seen enough of dark in his sight
Looking for pureness in this mankind
A Freedom of expressions
A Freedom to print his presses
But there was that voice
Who’s touched his breath
A melody danced in his ear
The voice sang: “I’m here”
He kept dreaming of the voice
Repeating the scenario in his dreams
Shaping a shadow over his walls
Coloring her eyes on a white canvas
He didn’t know what that was
But he knew that he want it
Ding dang dong; The bell rang
There’s a hope after all