of the sun who rise and the sun who set

let the day begin, with the sun who rise

thou for some of us, it's the sign of demise

let the flower bloom and the birds chirp

let the wind blow at their steadies speed

let the water flow like there's no rush

and just let time tick, there's nothing to dash

i see people of different colours and age

they travel so fast as if everything has its expiry date

and when it's the time for the sun to set

for some of us, it's mean no time to rest

we travel some more and we work for more 

until the body warn, we continue to persist

 

what happened to the world, can we never see?

we're close nearby, but it feel so space out 

if working all out is meant to earn money

than, how do you define money?

arent we just the same??

we fear of losing

losing to the society who keep demanding

let the sun be the signal for us all

that our daily life has its beginning 

and 

ending