You coud cut the distance then Between us, and now you come when I have left the living years of times ago, Together we had shared no tomorrow, Only too many todays, Oh, and our damned father and his ways! So much lost in the rain, We now shake over in pain! A world of give, and no receive! In silence we look, in sacrifise conceive-- Loved faces are gone, Here come new ones, with our ways done! by Hakim H. Kassim