Too many people are half asleep.
With one eye closed,
And the other that peeks.
When they are alone,
They hear a door that creaks.
And maybe to their feet,
They just might leap!
Where is that peace,
We've been praying to believe in?
And where do gossipers at night go?
The ones who claim to see,
Everything from their windows?
Too many people are half asleep.
With one eye closed,
And the other that peeks.
When they are alone,
They hear a door that creaks.
And maybe to their feet,
They just might leap!
Nobody's feeling safe behind doors anymore.
And those who snore loudly,
Are told they bore!
Where is that peace,
We've been praying to believe in?
Too many people are half asleep.
Where is that peace,
We've been praying to believe in?
Too many people are half asleep.
And where do gossipers at night go?
The ones who claim to see,
Everything from their windows?
Nobody's feeling safe behind doors anymore.
And those who snore loudly,
Are told they bore!
Too many people are half asleep.
And bored with each other,
That is why there's no peace!
Too many people are half asleep.
And bored with each other,
That is why there's no peace!
Too many people are half asleep.
Too many people are half asleep.
And bored with each other,
That is why there's no peace!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem written with honesty and a lot of feelings. Peace prevails where everything is in order. Your poem is full of beautiful imagery. Nice write indeed.