soon...

soon...

the bright sun will guide us.
all the pain in the core of the earth will be gone.
the lead of the pencil will fade away.
the fierce thunder might calm down.
heavy clouds might evaporate by the sunlight.
and the snow that showed violence might ask us for peace.

the empty trees will bring up new lives.
as the birds fly away
our children might be full with laughter.
sometimes people will drink wine
enjoying the taste of heaven
while dancing and dancing 'till the moonlight is gone.

soon freedom will be with us.

...

some told me that never believe in "soon" because it won't happen as i expected
but not believing in "soon"
is like having no excitement, no enthusiasm, no hope for tomorrow, and no dream.