at night
I hear their call
the ceaseless cries
of hunting in the dark
their eyes do see
all the world
from above they fly
as down below they hide
the law of nature
they must abide
at night
I hear their call
the ceaseless cries
of hunting in the dark
their eyes do see
all the world
from above they fly
as down below they hide
the law of nature
they must abide
Generations in the making
well trodden are these ways
footprints in time leave a path
for the chosen few to follow
along the plain and streams
bridges across rivers
over hills and mountains
different cultures of people
all colours of the rainbow
flying ducks
over the sea
like arrows
parting the skies
they know where they are going
we should follow them
to distant lands
there we shall have another life together
a dream to unfold
a beacon of hope
where we all rejoice
at last we have found our home
When looking for something that isn’t there
You have to find it twice
Once you have it keep it to yourself
True strength comes from within
Let yourself shine and show who you are
The maximum expression is your own life