Fifty Years
Fifty Years I spent in the dark
Fifty Years I never heard the lark
Fifty Years but I still have this scar
Fifty Years I forgot the stars
Lighting their brilliance and beauty in every hour
I should have remembered them, not letting them pass by
Fifty Years spent without meeting you
Fifty Years without remembering my old “crew”
Fifty Years since I had loved love truly
Fifty Years I stayed in my shell coolly
Fifty Years I stayed in my prison underground
Fifty Years I could not see the even the ground
Damp and Rough as it used to be
Nothing had changed, for all I could see
Fifty Years since I had opened my eyes
Fifty Years passed with my heart having dim-lit fireflies
Fifty Years wasted without feeling
Love And Pain used to fill me in every hour
Pleasure And Happiness was like a free hamburger bar
Fifty Years I lived living like the dead
Fifty Years but I could still not get it out of my heart,
That tiny piece of lead