As the clock ticked in the midnight,
Fireworks flashed through the sky.
Explosions heard everywhere,
Not to wake up but to put people into intoxicants.
Drums fell on deaf ears
For the lame to dance on the darkest hour.
The end relished, the beginning perished
Without a sense of ownership.
The lonely New Year Sun rose quietly
Only empty streets to watch its glory and beauty.
A deadly silence spoke in volumes
Of the time that we are in now.
A ray of hope pierced through the earth
Looked for the values deep hidden.
The majestic Eagle kept wondering
If man would ever learn new ways of celebration