Oh dear door, oh dear door.
What do you hold behind?
Do you protect,
or do you help all of them to hide…
Do you sleep all the daylight
and wake all the nights?
Can you hear all those people,
and still avoid what’s in front of your sight…
Oh dear door, oh dear door,
Tell me if we can be friends,
or will you hold the silence for more, till this noisy world ends?
A Thought Blog - By Prateek Devta 