A world full of beuties

 

For people of Christchurch in NZ killed in two  mosques by the bullets of hatred

 

 

 

A world full of beauties

 

 

I tell my hands

Be gentle

To a sparrow

Just hatched her chicks

But a man fills his gun

With the bullet of hatred.

 

 

I tell my eyes

Look outside

The sun is rising

But a mother is looking

For her child

Lost in rubble.

 

I tell my feet

Go for a walk

The ice is melting

But a wall is rising, high

To separate me

From desperate people.

 

I tell my heart

Beat in peace

Our world is full of beauties

But a hand of hatred

Shoot at the people

Worshiping

Just their own God.

 

March. 17, 2019