I was sinking in the ocean
I couldn’t swim
Something pulled me out than said:
“Help me and your souls redeem”
Suddenly I’m in the middle of the jungle
Lost between the fog and the steam
I heard some one whispering: “my power is limited,
But my source is extreme”
You’ll loose if you play alone
Because we are a team
If I loose you loose, you should know
You seem to have the spirit of the team
Help yourselves was the last thing I heard
Before I wake up on a sharp scream
Some one was really asking for help
Not just an ordinary dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem