The Question

Do you see the rising sun,
the red sky and the flying birds,
Do you hear the river flowing,
and do you know what does it whisper,
Do you walk on the meandering road,
and do you know where does it go,
Do you ride the galloping horse,
and can you talk with the wind,
Does your soul sing a song,
and how long can you keep going,
Do you know that the clock is ticking,
and do you care about the fleeting minute,
Do you live your life like a real man,
or do you live like a dancing puppet,
Do you know the answer to the question,
that pops everyday in my mind,
Are we afraid to live,
or are we scared of dying?