In the middle of the night she wakes
She comes outside the hut and search
Search for hope, and change
She doesn't know where to turn,
Begin, or end
But she search, and searched
She looks and looked, anywhere and everywhere
In the heavens, her eyes are tucked,
The moon shines brightly,
And a smile spread on her face
Stars lit her beautiful face,
She knew, she always knew
She knelt on the earth and a prayer,
Her lips whispered to the silence night
She prayed for her children
She prayed for their education
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she remembers,
Days before this days
Days when all she needed were on her awareness
Days when flowers were beautiful with dear scent,
As wind blew cross them reviving spirituality
We were happy once
Even in these tough days, she is so cool, calm and collected
She hoped and waited for answers in the silent night
This night shone with a promise, and hope for her,
That won't die, not even death can take her wish
In the heavens she picks a star and wished for
The return of her long gone son
Maybe when that day comes, things might change,
Change for better. The hut door closes.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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