I Woke Up In Heaven

I woke in a street with no memory I do not recall how I arrived here I remember only a world filled with enemies I know where I was before How they all felt envy Their wars and their greed The blood spilled between men For the colour of their skin Their faith and their kin The struggle that made my soul weak I remember the past, but not how I arrived here With my eyes still closed I could smell the bakeries and the olive oil I could hear the children and their mothers voice The Church bells, and the Mosque call All the believers to fall In submission to the one who created us all I could feel peace, no voice speaking of evil, of war And as I opened my eyes They started to slowly cry As I saw a sign, that welcomed me to Syria The fallen piece of paradise