i can touch the sky
i can touch the sky
by climbing the ladder
i can't touckh it
as ladder can pull me down
by bushing me up
i can't touch it
as man call fall me down
resting before my rest
i can't touch it
sleeping before the night
i can't touch
as idleness is my enemy
who intends to press me down
but with morning dies on my palm
with mind keeps on focus
with eyes lay on the hill of hour
i can't touch it
so i can touch throug