When Hope Sparked Again~~~

Lonely and dull was the path

Seeing the way, none could laugh

 

Disease hung in the air

Life seemed to go nowhere

 

Of what use would be living

If maimed, none would dare to be boasting

 

Desperate was the current flow

When hope sparked us all in one go

 

Dust flew in from the skies

Dust came in without any ties

 

Angels cried at our plight

Saddened at our darkened sight

 

So they gave us a boon,

Stardust, sparkling, in the heat of noon

 

Silvery, shiny, deep with hue

Lyrical, magical, it seemed not true

 

Those who did inhale the dust

Could do nothing except to let go of their lust

 

Life is meant to be lived

Life is meant not to be re-lived!

 

So, come, let us sing and dance

To the name of faith, in all abundance!