Three in the morning

Three in the morning

It’s three in the morning

I see the lights——

Crawling in

Through the window

Holding out by glasses

But still, it comes

It humbles my heart

Embracing me, all over my body

Whipping off the darkness

And shouting for a wake-up

I wake up at three

I see the lights

I picture the sun rise somewhere——

Silently somewhere peaceful——

Peaceful as my meditation

Roaringly somewhere in war——

In war they only think about survival 

The window I shut down to the world

I have a life to live for.