Bless me.

With dreams in my eyes,
with smile on my face,
seldom any tears rolled down,
everything filled with god's grace.

Love was what i sought,
so came out of my nest,
but the world was not like i thought,
clinging to my mother's chest.

Man stepping on man,
a blunt show of cannibalism,
baying for other's blood,
Oh god, is man your best creation?

Color of soil changed to red on which
tears grow with fruits of hatred.
Even mother earth cries,
trying to purify soil with tears sacred.

With shattered dreams, tearful eyes,
dance of death, cries my heart,
"Oh god, make this painful journey short",
bless me,
              break my life's chord.