NESTLE

Where is nestle? Where are my birds?
Dreams are cloudy, smiles are dull
Drops of rain are rare, drops of blood shed
How are they wounded, why are they wounded?
Where are they dumped? why are they deserted?
Why are they not flying?
Are the wings wounded for the ants to move?
Where is nestle? Where are my birds?
Turned the clouds to rain
Turned the dusk to darkness
Turned the dreams to lust, to turn
Life of my birds deadly with ruts
Where is nestle? Where are my birds?
Lonely they feel, lovely they move in thirst,
Lusted by oasis never to reach
My birds fly high to die lulled by pleasures
I lose them for the world unknown,
Where is nestle for them to dwell?
Where is nestle? Where are my birds?
Heal the wounds for my birds to fly
To flutter their beautiful wings
To fly and fly, high and high
To search and reach the nestle
To seek love and pleasure at home
Let me be their nest and nestle to dwell
For them to seek and sit, safe and secure
To sing the songs of love and peace together

ANNIE JOSEPH