I search inside of my deepest heart,
for the smallest shine of the goodness.
I searched through every single part,
but i did only within filth witness.

Destruction did humanity beget,
when it all over earth populated.
Humanity did nature beset,
When it its fatal tool operated.

But yet there is hope left for us,
passionate hearts protest all this.
They important matters firecly discuss,
and they vigorously greedy hearts diss.

A cold night is always followed by,
dawn, when the sun warms the very cold sky.