a new thought

in the soft music of the violin 
i feel like crying
crying out all the tears
giving out all the fears
to the heat and emptiness of this room

and then i feel i should open the window
where the dust is lying still
since a long time
let the sun rays make the rhyme
with those particle

let the new hope
enter this part of the world
where someone is waiting and creating
a new thought

a thought that would amaze those people
but they would deny it
i would clarify it
brilliant ideas are not accepted
at the first sight
you surely have to fight

and then one day they would be left with only one choice
acceptance and respect
for this new thought