Here today, tomorrow gone away guns and bombs wars and crimes,blood and death cold as ice, hoping to see another daylight. machette , knives , sticks and stones always chopping breaking someone bones, burning fire destroying homes its a war from which you must hide just to stay alive.
Bleeding blood running in the street like watering flood, body parts scattered here and there while some blood cruddled like hardened mud. Her side of midnight nomore daylight, walking , running,screaming trying hard to reach the bordering to be free from the cold blooded killing, to save her who is willing. Prayers praying while escaping question is GOD really hearing, how could it be! no more family to comfort her alone in this world find her.
Born to a life of comfort wealth and luxury now in another land living as a refugee, question when will she be free. It is her side of midnight as she wondered across many mountains lands and seas.Staying strong in a not so good situation why me is often the question. Oh joyous celebration in the midst of desperation ! alas love cry out aloud it is someone from a far distance.
Life love faith and trust take this chance i must , to be free i pray nights and days dont try to stop me. My prayers, my tears and my suffering pain how could GOD allow then to be in vain. Words spoken beautiful face but no-one can feel my pain.. LOVE LOVE FIND HER AND AGAIN SHE CAN USE HER HIDDEN NAME.