My eyes wander at the sight of sunrise.
The clear skies paint a beauty and beyond.
No innocents are choked in a murderer’s hands.
Flowers of red and yellow parade in my real world.
There are no nightmares in my sleep.
The jar is full of sweet marmalade.
Thoughts are poured solidly to our multitudes of poverty.
Hungry children will go home with abundance on their dining tables.
I pursue kindness, I defile evil.
Money is given to the one who deserve.
Prayers are generously uttered endlessly.
To end an ugly war, we defeat our selfishness.