the arrows fly

The arrows fly

Up in the sky

By gravity it will fall

On whom the unlucky few

They forget to bring umbrellas

It is easy to talk

What ills in a nation?

When sum of it all

Covered by the carpet

of glittering gold

The applauses

When the arrows fly

The birds will detour

It isn't worth the space

Challenging its flight

For gravity will bring it down

The whispering rain to the ground

The twang of its vibrations

Take cover and plan another day

For death will not climb to the top