Strange Skies

Somewhere my sister is waiting, Somewhere my brother is waiting, They fly over skies, Flashing there lights for us to see, Calling our names , I try to reach them, But unsuccessful in my attempt, I yell at the world, I ask them do they see our brothers and sisters, Soaring over our skies, But Narcissism has made them ignorant So there can not hear them, Afraid to admit that we are not alone, Afraid to acknowledge the signs, But I Know Somewhere in this universe, Life is there and they are waiting for us. **Someday I believe that all will know that we are not alone in this world