And now while i look at the moon in the middle of the day i wonder why the darkness of the night and the glory of the newcome day have scrambled. The earth seems senseless, joyless, while at the same time it gives a new meaning to the feelingless creaatures we call humans. They have become cold and bitter, they do not care about other living creatures or plants or beautiful flowers and leaves of many bright and authentic colours. While they work all day in a grey-coloured city, with nothing but grey buildings, and grey streets, and grey everything. And i ask myself: Why would they not care about colorful and beautiful nature while living in a grey space? I say to humanity: Stop and look at hwat surrounds you. The colourles of these places, the cities, the streets, the houses. And i thank God for Christmas. It's the only time of year i see color and cheer in such a dreary place. Lights decorate the poor sad souls of the people that only rejoice in this holiday. But for some this season is even sadder than the others, for they have had ungrateful situations in their lives, I pray for those who seem gloomy even the spirit of Christmas. This place has lost all meaning and the people have become the same colour of where they live: grey. I live and pray to see the day in which the colours will change and nothing will be grey no more, but it wil be filled with the colours of the flowers! But it seems that time and place is far away. And as time goes by, it seems to be more like a wish than something that will actually happen. I guess i'll live and die in a grey place with grey people, until they stop and see what they have done and try to fix it.