Thursday, July 24, 2008

When the war is gone

I shall be free
from famine
the food will flow free,
When the war is gone.

The days I starve
will be the days of past
Everyday a feast
When the war is gone.

My little sis
will go to school
and so will I
When the war is gone.

The fields will be safe
and Dad will grow
wheat, maize and peas
When the war is gone.

The spring will come
and so will sweet birds.
The rains will fall
When the war is gone.

2 comments:

Pratim said...

nice one....
suits the world at this moment!!

Anonymous said...

excellent!
touches heart.............