Under the Sun

Under the sun Everybody takes an oath And if not many times At least once in a lifetime But there are many more to take As long as we are here If you are not sure which I will let you know For we have that fate under our souls A fate lying at the very foundations of our lives An oath to take care of our imperfect bodies For was it not that way, Who would bother sleep Wake up, dress up and go to work Only for a daily meal? So many more I skipped For everybody knows Just when the time comes For him, for her. Can I only talk of this one, or, Should I speak of this one too Maybe for those who get to experience it? There’s an oath to love somebody else and care For many of us, find it reasonable to take care of others, Were it not an oath, would bother love anymore? But then, before all that, There is one biggest oath That each one of us took Willingly or not if he would want it; Here, Under the sun, Lies the creation It is beautiful, all can see For it, we must take care To gain our lives And then, we toil and toil and toil Seeking survival in this rushing world This is not an oath, you say But see: Ever since the day we came out From our mother's wombs I suppose we first looked up and saw the sun To my wonder, did our necks get tired And directed our faces down? I guess yes From then on, we had to face it all All that is and happens under the sun Under the sun, we will stay Stay until we look down or up again… Never to turn our eyes To what happens Under this yellow sun.