My Friend Sarim

Endless wait,from dawn till dusk
life itself in balance,equilibrium disturbed
scared with diseases land itself is sick
any hope that was left went away like wick

and when i start to reflect
would it not have been better if i had not set on this journey
red sky that i see
shows that in ashes i breathe

the gloom that has enveloped me
by my own hand i planted its seeds
the lies of my existence i try to spread
should show you that like marionette i live by the threads