Wake Up Little Child

the storm was coming

evryone were dreading

the end is near.

i go to my child's room

only to see him sleeping

and his innocence on his face

all i could say was to wake up little child

in my mind.

how to tell him

that one day he has to face

the brutalities of reality.

how to tell him

that a day will come

where he would be all alone

and the only thing he can do

is to make up a choice

and i standing still

looking at his innocent face

can only say

wake up little child wake up

the storm is near

the end is near

pulse is taking its gear

and i dont know how to stop

fear can be seen in evryone's face

hoping that they never see this day again

in some other world

and i still wonder

why is my child sleeping.

is it the love for the child

i am not waking him up

or even i fear this storm

does not destruct his very life.

all i can say its time to wake up

wake up little child

finally he got up

he got up and saw chaos everywhere

but he saw me and made this innocent face

and asked dad what's happening

will i survive

tears rolled down from my eyes

wondering what to say to my child

even i dont know the answer to this question

then i made the choice i told him

i dont know son but i am always with you

and i hugged him

finally the storm came

my son hugged me

all i could do was to give him a kiss on his head

and i told child its time to wake up

there might be bigger storm than this in your life

if you survive you have to choose a path for yourself

and walk on it

visualize the world the way you want

and always remember i am always with you

wake up little child wake up.