Wail

As clouds gather to shed the earth, amidst the rumbling thunder and lightning sparks, you hear the cries of children’s wail. When we tend to put the world we live on a scale, we’ll all find out we’re all pale. We live our lives in vain, amidst it’s pain, the gain, or blames… But what is life without a name, and what’s a name if without fame. When we think too much we go insane, just to make ends meet the pay we say. We then find out life’s in disarray, still hoping things may go our way. When the wind whispers you’ll hear, amidst the sea that struggles for the shores, you hear the cries of children’s wail…