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
Copyright © Zeki Majed | Year Posted 2015
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