Shush

Written by: Junate Ersal

World keeps to turn on,
we are born and die,
dawn comes as night ends.
death reigns in all spots
of this poor, old land.


Time takes big paces,
we don't learn parts,
in things that change
the world and life


My minds stuck,
hands are tied,
they are quiet


Tell me
what's right

Shush!