28 December 2009

My Dream by Ameera Kamal

I dream of flowers lining my country’s borders, 
I dream of proud birds soaring through my country’s skies, 
I dream of laughing children, and mothers beaming with love and pride. 
 
I find flowers turned to ash and fire,
I see skies drowning in clouds of smoke,
I see children and mothers staring, weeping, fearing the known. 
 
I dream of peace,
Of happiness, laughter, and love.
I yearn for infinity, 
An infinity that can take me afar.