Believe

Great arching roofs
The windows cracked and split
A thousands shades of light
Shining onto rows of wooden seats
Beautiful in their conformity

Everyone is the same here
You step through the door
And nothing matters anymore
We all have the same purpose

I don’t believe in a God
Or a life after death
But the candles
-One hundred wishes
Melted into one-
Make you wonder

The echoing silence
Fills every corner with calm
Thousands of prayers
Floating in the quiet air
Some want to save
And some need saving
Bu they all end up here

I don’t believe in a God
Or a life after death
But I believe in an idea
That unites the world

 

– Maxine / Footscray City College Substation

Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *