I realise the sun is yet
To rise up
Since those in need
Fear turbulence and decay
It grips my neighbourhood
They ask
For assistance, knowledge
Spiritual release
Sometimes I am lost too
In this world of lost dreams
False illusions
We will make a pact
With God
Say how we desire
Above all else
As our salvation
And this, like star-fish baby
Shall be our means of
Enlightenment, escape