THROUGH ASHES, I DREAM

In dreams ,I wander far from here ,
Yet wake to shadows drawing near.
The world, so cruel ,both day and night,
We live in darkness, seeking the light .

By day, the pain is sharp and clear,
In night's embrace, we fear the fray.
Like Orphans lost, or stepchild's plight,
Our suffering echoes through the past.

Mornings bring the worry for the noon,
Afternoons are haunted by the moon.
The world’s harsh hand is always near,
It's cruelty seals our bitter fate.

My young eyes see the endless strife,
It haunts my nights and robs my glow.
Tears falls silent, wet the pillow's seam,
Hoping for a world that's but a dream.

In war's dark grip, my mind is bound,
The bloodshed echoes all around.
I can't unsee, I can't unhear ,
This new normal, so severe.

Yet in the darkest depths of night,
I dream of dawn, of future light.
Where shadows fade and hope is real,
And suffering's wounds begin to heal.