A Point Of View

The day before or yesterday
I can’t remember I must say
My stroll led me astray

I found myself in the strangest place
No shadows, in the sand no traces
But every voice had a face

Hallo my friend!
Long time no see
So tell me
How you spend your days, and how you sleep?

Did dreams come true?
Is your conscience clear?
And did the hope inside you overcome the fears?

The day before or yesterday
In strangest place that had no name
The faces met a man

They have asked him things that he must know
But answers came not from below
Cause questions came above

Old fellows, of mine!
Am I not right
To snatch the reins and take decisions in my life?

What is your word?
What’s your advice?
What must I do to never be compromised?

There is no place in the real world of our existence
Where one can ask for Truth and get Her in advice
Sometimes salvation we obtain we think
But turn our head and than look again
Light in the end of tunnel is actually a train

I felt so calm amidst the throng
Amidst the voices and their song
Their presents made me strong

I found a powerful ally
A guidance that can rely
When I distinguish lies

But when I asked them for advice
The faces put their masks of ice
And voices silently cried

Sometimes we’re wrong!
Sometimes we’re right
Sometimes we’re lost no matter following our guide

Whenever choose
Depend on yourself!
Cause truth is different from a different point of view

It is a point of you!