Hour Zero
I will search for an oasis
in the middle of a bonedry desert
I will walk and believe
untill all strength leaves my body
I will crawl if nothing else
I shall look for the rescue ship
while being lost in a stormy ocean
I shall move my arms and swim
untill the waves put me under forever
I shall hold on to driftwood if no other way
I must be seen as a hopeless dreamer
when I choose the way of the diplomat
in a war filled world of nuclear madness
I must be viewed as insane
For believing in harmony untill the last human dies
I am the one who will resist dark fate
when the hands of time crawl towards the inevitable
I will believe in miracles of light
untill everything is totally over
and the last second of hour zero passed away
© Froststorm Jan. 2006