It is so dark around,
We can’t see at all,
And the lamps on the street,
Make us stumble and fall,
We wait for the time,
But the flame’s going out,
Wake up, from your sleep,
And please hear our call.
Open your fists raise your palm,
In the want of sun we are dying,
Help us O god, save your world,
We long for that, eternal sunshine.
The snake called religion,
Is choking us for breath,
And your homes on the earth,
Are crumbling to death,
The world you had built,
Is just falling apart,
With our coffins on our back,
We stitch our own wreath.
Open your eyes let out the light,
In the wait of day, we are crying,
Help us O god, save your world,
We long for that, eternal sunshine.
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The quest for Eternal Sunshine
Archit Srivastava
Dr Archit Srivastava aka Archwordsmith is a practicing doctor, writer and poet. He has penned over 300+ poems and stories over 26 years from a tender age of 10 years.
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