Nobody’s Child

by Bénne

A child cries for his mother

Alone in the park nowhere was his brother

His father is now seen with another

And his sister showed no bother

They visit him Summers sun, autumn leaves

Winter’s snow and spring falls

In the park he cried till he was grown

But all through the years he was still alone

Nothing changed and he remained unknown

Us in the world

by Bénne

It’s only us left in this world

We trapped in this glass called life

And memories don’t seem to ring a bell

I know this winter is like a knife

But I promise you it can cause us no wounds

We will make it like they did

Soon we will see the flowers bloom

Little brother, have faith for this is not our doom