The Price that we Pay
When the clouds started to drift across the
airy sky,
and the drops of tiny sheer rain began to
tumble and drown onto the earth,
Where were you Moon?
When a mother’s scream and tears were
followed by an innocent cry
The pure baby breathed while the elders
began to die,
Where were you Moon?
When a tiny spark of joy leaped a youth’s
spirit so up high
Whilst all a man could do was give out a
last long sigh,
Where were you Moon?
Life, Death, Joy, Sorrow
Cheer, Scream, Today, Tomorrow
All a man’s do, all a man’s say
At the end of it, that’s all the price that
we can pay.
JK
