There is a dream to be realised,although everything see to be unachievable.
Along the lonely path makes me think of where those old friends are.
Images all around me almost like like those of my home land.
The dried leaves were blown across by the wind.
Running horses were chasing after the wind.
A great bridge is linking the sky and the ocean,the sea birds are crying on the sky.
Things happen like a flash and people passing by makes me feel dizzy.
A man like Welcome Shivuri has got a story to tell,a story made of many unspoken words.
My wish is my reason to live and my wish lingers on.
There is still hope for a better prospect and with faith I can go forward when difficulties arise along
