under the flying bullets
those children fall asleep
among the falling bombs
they dream
of a man who came
from the edge of the sky
through the line of red twilight
which the scent of his body
surrounded by
tenderness and serenity
carries a strong compassion
then
with a friendly smile
he gently grabbed their fingers
take and guide them
through the line of red twilight
to the edge of the sky
to the land of peace
photo :
voiceseducation.org
Angola Journals
Nicely written words 🙂
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit me.
Regards.
it is coming! this dream will soon be a reality
I always wish for it.
Thanks for visited.
Vivid, Warm and Hopeful.
Thank you so much for the comment.
Regards
Awesome!
Beautifully crafted words of hope and salvation. Wets my soul. Thank you dear.
Happy having you here and really appreciate for your comment.
All best.
Nice, but sad poem Meiro!
greetings,
xandi
Indeed.
Thank you so much Xandi.
Best wishes.
Heartbreaking!
Yes it is.
Thank you for the comment.
Best wishes.
a haunting glimps of hope
for the innocense that don’t
have a voice
or a choice
You Speak well for them Meiro
with gentle beauty
Take care…
)0(
maryrose
Really painful to see their suffering.
Thank you so much Mary.
Best wishes.
Thank you for the reminder to pray each day for every child to see the Glory of God in peace, love, and a safe place to play. My prayers today will be dedicated to all children around the world. No child should ever be forgotten. mary
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Amazing observer among our web friends..Meiro,thank You
A big thanks to you too.
Best wishes.
Sad, sad world we live in.
Hope is always there though.
Hoping and praying for the best of our brother, sister and children in Palestine, Angola. Iraq etc.
Thank you so much Mary.
My heart breaks and weeps for the children who are victims of war.
I think most people have the same feelings, no one had the heart to witness the suffering of children.
Thank you Palestine.
Hugs.
Hugs and lots of Love.