Behind the Haze, Beyond the Smoke

The air as fresh as ever,

A sky so blue,

I never knew.

It existed all this while,

Behind the haze,

Beyond the smoke.

Birds now chirping,

The cuckoo singing,

Myna’s hopping and crickets calling,

Nature you’ve had it your way,

For us it’s another night gone,

And yet another day…

Confined with our walls,

While you are free.

The lonely sparrow has company,

Little mouths to feed,

And a bluer sky to fly,

It existed all this while

Behind the haze,

Beyond the smoke.