Man

wait a while for the sun to rise again.
fallen so far off the horizon,
and crawling it's way back to us again.
slowly but surely.
relieving the tension.
seething in my vein.
it's in our eyes, if we could see.
we are faithfully human but we couldn't even pretend to be.
we need heaven.
we are human.

with every sense of direction.
no, we're not the way we should be.
He gave us thought and we covered it
with a veil of darkness so we feed our own
emotion.
look around you to know what was creation.
and look at our hands and dare say we could create.
from nothing?
we run and we seek a shelter
find a hole and go into hiding.
are we as strong as we think.

then why do we have to wait for the sun?