Dreams were built
From imaginations that soared
Daylight opened the world
Possibilities seemed endless
Fragrance of fresh, cut grass
The birds chirping without a care
Days begin anew
With lessons learned

Lazy afternoons, tired eyes
Body seeking comfort on the floor
Channels splash the television screen
Nothing much but the evil that men do
Fact or fiction

Kitchen full of love
Stove top or oven
A taste of Heaven
Cooling on the window
Table set for 4

This is a whirlwind
Events that shape
Hands that mold
Days that close
With the light
Of a moon
That illuminates the faces
With eyes that stare up at the stars

Fastforward to the days
when events of life is past
Take no notice of love
That a kitchen once knew
The busy humming of a mother
Is now replaced
By the sounds of an empty refrigerator

People wandering aimlessly
Their life's juice running dry
The imaginations that once soared
And landed firmly on the ground
Has now withered and died
Their hands produce nothing
Nothing but the misery
That is forced upon them

No friend to comfort them
No friend to give them shelter
NO friend to feed them
Are we destined to finish
Our lives in search
Of what once was?
Will the happiness we knew
Return as in the days of our youth?

Who can save us
But God himself?
Children are going hungry
Parents are giving them what is left
Who will give their parents
When there is nothing left?

World leaders sit back
Wipe their mouths
Bellies full
While a nation goes hungry
On Sundays,
We were taught as we sat on the knees
Of those who held a faith
That could not be waivered
Give to Caesar what is Caesar's
How is it that you think
The Leaders of this Nation
Get to sit back?
Get to wipe their mouths?

Holy wars, hunger strikes, earthquakes
Buildings will fall
Take from the poor
And give it to the poorer
Rahmah is still weeping for her children


Only One can bring Justice
At The End of Days

Nice !

And proves you are a romantic (which is a good thing!)

Shall your dreams become fulfilled.

Benrie