deep down the dark alley
walks a man dressed as the night
rushing through filth and poverty
as the moon strikes its image in the mighty Ganges
he stands by the bank
deep in thought
staring at pink yellow and blue
wondering how cruel is this world
suddenly he hears cries of a child
begging for help from god
to take her far far away into the dark blue sky
he starts walking away from the voice
frustrated and clueless
as he starts picking up pace
his shadow follows him through the dark alleys
as i get closer n closer
he moves further and far
to redeem himself in peace as it stays as a wish but never in reality....