Pick up your soul
There it is crushed in the soil
Splattered, spilled like blood on sand

There is your heart
Broken like an old harp left behind
Who plays the harp anymore?

Look at your face in the mirror
Youth has passed, wrinkles on forehead
The blue in the eyes is gone, now only grey

Pick up your soul
Who left it in the mud?

If this is love, where is the love?

The you in you has been misplaced, not dead

Pick up your soul, pick up your heart, put the life back into your face-
Fight, fight for you.