Where The Sky Once Felt Blue

Everywhere we hear 

nothing but cries — 

oh no, also blasts; 

maybe the world is deaf. 

Once upon a time, 

kids used to see 

their parents and schools, 

and laughed joyfully. 

Once upon a time, 

the birds used to sing, 

the trees danced to rhythm, 

sky felt blue and land green. 

Now everywhere we hear 

nothing but silence — 

neither me nor you, 

neither empathetic nor sympathetic. 

Now I know, 

I don’t deserve an apology. 

Still, my hands are tied — 

I am sorry, 

sorry, 

and sorry again.