WALLS DO HAVE EARS

 

In our rooms, we have murmured 

Down in our brains, we drew  our thoughts 

And the pictures we saw, we desire

As colorful as Ukraine's sunflowers 

Brightens our smiles in our dreams.

If the assembly we have forsaken 

Our face we lean on this walls to pray,

In faith, we water our hopes

while the clouds become pregnant with rains.

We know our lamentations are due with fruits.

@jcsonjenuis