Sunset To Rise

I wonder why the mind is placed behind,

Why the heart have to be deprived of its duty,

Why the sound of mourns have to be heard all day,

They do all they want without involving the heart,

They derive joy from the mourns of others.

• But their joy will soon end, when the sunshine, their sun will set, and darkness will be their home, and their joy will be gone behind them.
• Because the sun shine bring light to the Heart,
•  And it shines not to be hidden,
• Because the day is always its own,
• Never again will mourns be heard among the light,
• Because it home is joy.