The true sunshine

The clouds of despair hanging high,
The stomachs are empty and the mouths are dry.
Rich and high eat lavish, throw and waste;
however, millions crave for a single grain to taste.
A mother with uncontrolled tears in her eyes,
sees her dying son, hit by a misguided missile.
A once happy family lost the bread-winner today,
cause a suicide-bomber hit on his daily way.
The guy was tortured, colored was his skin,
The babies were killed as they were female twins.
If all have red blood and the God is one,
Then why we kill with knife, bombs and gun.
O Lord, bring the true sunshine of life in here,
with rays of happiness, love and care.
Let those filled alleys of dark moments be sun-shined,
The mind becomes more open and the heart becomes kind.