Dedicated to all the little ones all around the globe, specially Afghanistan and now Iraq. May your tiny hearts be strong enough to keep hope and faith alive and may you shine brighter then the North Star.
I'm an angel
With wings that can't fly
I'm the little one
Who'll still give it a try
Take away what you see
Take away my cradle
For I have nothing
I am no child
I'm an angel
With eyes that see
I'm the little one
You promised a forsaken dream
Where is that land
Where the sun will not set
Where is that life?
Where there's no fear of death
My hands are empty
My eyes cast a lost look
But look deeper in me
My heart is still full
I'm an angel
With eyes beyond your sight
I'm the little one
You told to hold on tight
Hold on to what?
My dreams are ashes
Hold on to whom
My family is long dead
I'm the angel
With eyes that seek
A promise of peace that
This little heart might not live to see
This is an international anthem of kids from all around the world ... bravo
Masood
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on March 28, 2003
A very soulful piece of artwork Shezray! It is we who must give these angels wings with our prayers. Thank You for being courageous enough to speak the truth. ~Joseph
Reviewed by komal
Reviewed on March 27, 2003
it's so sweet how you've taken this war from a little child's point of view. very moving ! and the picture is so apt for this poem.
-komal syed
Reviewed by shahbano
Reviewed on March 27, 2003
it has alot of depth............very nice.
shahbano
Reviewed by Arif Kitchlew
Reviewed on March 27, 2003
Too sad and too good. The picture alone is worth a thousand words.
Reviewed by Urbaz Dar (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2003
Brilliant work Shez, Alexander is right and I hate politics and the power trips that come with it. Humanity is caring about others, which you have shown...keep it up.
wow...now this is great tribute...very very deep and powerful write from you....This is one of your best write till date...superb...hearltly write...I think the leaders should read this once...war is evil...i hate war....take care..thank u...love n luck...BHUWAN
never will get over man's inhumanity toward humanity... the horrors of war are particularly hard upon all children... for their innocense has been destroyed...
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Masood
-komal syed
shahbano
Peace out
Chrissie
Nice poem.