Look at the field
Once the grass was green
Then the grass was brown
Now no grass, just mud
Made of dirt and blood
Look at the sky
Once the sky was blue
Then the sky was black with stars
Now the sky is black without stars
Because we are all blind
Look at me
Once I was beautiful
Then I was full of life
Now I am empty
Trying to make something out of nothing
Look at this bowl
Once it was full of water
I carried it across the field
Blood dripped all over me
Now it is dry and broken
Look at your own heart
Once it was open
Then it was loving
Now it is bitter
Can you give up the bitterness and start anew?
Now the field is mud
Now the sky is black
Now I and the bowl are empty
Now your heart is bitter.
I only pretend to have hope for tomorrow.