waxing-gibbous

Make a new we
We’ll open the door for everyone
Clean the depressed atmosphere

Though shades of pessimism
Surround us
Stealing our hope

And people are breathless
Like dead trees
They do not salute us

We can see the moon among clouds
We can bring it out
If we stretch out the hand of peace
If we open the mouth of love
We can split the sky

Making their dead hearts live again
Melting their hostility as ice

Let us grab the angel’s happiness
Make a new decision
For a new life
Open all the eyes
See another face of life
Let you and me
Let us make a new world

By Sitara

Photo by Chechi Peinado