Sunday, January 20, 2008

Hopeless hopes

I'm waiting for the genie,
Who knows right and wrong,
'm lookin at the stars,
To which one does he belong...

Look at the river life weeping,
Hear the trees moan,
Waiting for a Darwin,
To make them fitter than most...

I wish for a certain dreamland(wonderland),
I wish we could all listen and understand,
I know this is not much,
I pleaded genie the command...

Alas genie is my hopeless soul,
Which does have the choice,
And I will make the most of it,
While the chimneys rejoice...