In these streets
Never a moment to cease
in these streets.
There will never be peace
and the drama won’t cease.
Life changes by the second
by the winds of change we
reckon.
We die with ours dreams
sometimes with them never being reached.
Nevertheless patience is
virtue often not preached,
so many with history are not
reached.
So in life who is to teach?
When our hero has fallen,
and the angels have called
then a dream dies,
and a soul is to
fly.
