As this day fades,
My mind wonders about tomorrow.
Will I still be,
Will I still be the lonely cliff that stands alone,
That stands alone on the plains of Turkana?
Will I still be,
Will I Still be the lonely cloud, wandering far-off,
On the distant horizon solo?
Will I still be,
The motherless kitten that knows not how to hunt for food?
Will is still be,
The acacia tree that stands,
That stands nostalgically on the road to sudann?
Will I still be?
