Sunday, June 27, 2010

We Are The World.

Written by : Mia, 14th March © 2010.

A tear slid down my cheek.
A silvery and warm water.
Like a rain with it's drops.
And slipped down the dry earth.

The world had now changed with every season and every year, only to be filled with disasters and agony. Madness and sadness have been conquering. And people have kept asking by then; "Where are the happiness and the love that was promised?"

Where? Where had it all gone?
Or had it never been given?
And we were all living in life full with lies?

Where did we go wrong?
Where was the help that we need when we shed our tears? When our face were wet with glittering water and sparkly diamonds? Why were there no fingers erasing it? Why hadn't someone lend us a hand when we all fall down? And when we sobbed with pain and hurt seeing our land was destroyed because of nature or human, where was the comfort we were supposed to have?

Why? Why had this happened?
Where was the warm and safe embraces you said you'll give?
Or were you just trying to make us calm?
While our heart broke into thousands of tiny little pieces?

Why then?
What happened to our friends who were starving and lived under the blazing hot of sun and the wetness of the precipitation? Those who sat under the tree and slept on the wet, muddy grass every night with the cold creeping their skins. Or our little future, who lost their parents when they still needed them?

When will this all ended then?
When will we feel the freedom of our right?
Or was it again, just the speech you spoke in the public?
And then laughed behind our back when you sat in your private place?

When will we feel it?
When will we feel the love of relatives in one nation? When will we be a bigger family inside our hearts? When will we hold our hands together to survive with each other? When will there be no wars but love? When will we created such a massive united heart and tell the world we all could do it just by staying true together? When will we feel that love? The comfort? The promised? When will we feel that we belong together? To be by their side...?

When...?

A tear - with more like a waterfall slid down my face.
A silvery, glittering and hot rushing water.
Like a rainfall with the heavy drops.
And flows down the drought earth.

But I could hear them singing...
I could hear them crying...
They were shouting and screaming...
Their hearts were breaking and crushing...

We are the world, we are the children
we are the ones who make a brighter day
so let's start giving...

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