Little Dark Boat
Little dark boat was swaying in a lake....
It was standing stood until the wind gave him a shake....
Little boy raised his hands to sky saying, goodbye to winter and hello to spring...
I hope the storm ends now so we can find the warmth to bring....
Water does go up and does go down...
And the voice of that boy is no longer found...
The storm took him far so deep...and the boat is no longer his to keep....
How should he feel safe in the middle of this storm ?
And he'll ever gonna find away to go back home ?
Fire is burning his soul and flames eating his heart...
He was about to forget his past and have a new start...
His dreams now lost, and his soul finally flown a way..
He found a better place to live in , the one he use to pray...so rest upon your soul your little brave man...
I hope we all join you when we finally can ...
To all the children's who had lost their homes and their childhood cause of war.
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