The star shines
But in daylight
The friendly sunrays gleam
But refracted by the tyrannical clouds
I wish for the gentle breeze
But received only storms, hurricanes and tornadoes
I desire for that symphonic music
But what is heard is the capricious tone of primitive instruments
I pray for pleasure
But i see only destruction
I wish for the death of men
But men have long been dead
I decide to sleep forever instead
For only in sleeping, i get to see the star, the sun rays,
the breeze, the music, pleasure and humanity.
29 November 2001, Zila
Sunset - Cambodia
