In the streets of wilderness..

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In the streets of wilderness

I hear their cries for freedom

Also the laughs and enjoyment

Of those lusty souls

In the streets of wilderness

I hear the unspoken words

The suppressed dream

and many young souls

with a spirit to fight

In the streets of wilderness

I hear them turn instantly into adulthood

In the streets of wilderness

I visit many smiling faces

Hiding deepest desires

To be happy but the sadness

Of their eyes catches my attention

In the streets of wilderness

I hear a loud cry for help

Wanting no money no fame

But a name a status to live

In the streets of wilderness

I hear the future going into

Darkest time

In the streets of wilderness




I hear destruction of our Mother Earth

In the streets of wilderness

their lives somebody’s

mother, sister, and a wife

who live confined in a cage

of others’ desires