The World Outside

As I lay in my mother’s womb, inside Wondering how the world is outside Would it be as calm, peaceful and caring As I feel laying inside, dreaming In my mothers prayer “God, bestow peace”, I always hear “A Home and education for all” As she prays not for me, but, for us all “Give us a world free of hunger and cruelty, Where no one spreads greed and enmity” Feeling her mind as she prays in the midst of all the hardships For a world with universal equality and friendship But it scares me when in her eyes I feel tears Missing a beat when her mind is full of fears I get scared at the sound of bombs, bullets and people crying Because I heard her say “thousands of innocent are dying” I have all these months dreamt with my mother Of a place where mind is without fear and we all play together Go to school and have a clean healthy environment But, once outside, would I ever get these wonderful dreamt moment ? I wonder if it would be better if, inside, I die “A beautiful wonderful free world !!!” I feel its all a big lie Why should I get a world full of hatred where dreams lie shattered Where Peace and Humanity, it seems have never mattered I pray to all of you outside Upset, weakend by these thoughts inside Wake up !! Before its too late Else to die inside would be in our fate……