Butterfly in the Midst of War

In the darkness filled with emptiness,

Where glimpse of memories remains,

And none of its light rests,

And all the sound of silence stands still.

A lost soul that needs restoration,

Who need to abandoned great frustration

In the haven of destruction.

She chose to be shush…

She don’t even rush…

Doesn’t care about the future might bring,

Coz of what she saw in the bloody stream.

Looking for the great light to save,

To take her away into this lonely grave.

So naïve while she is on the journey,

Struggling for something that she can’t even see.

Looking for love, looking for care,

And find a place where all is fair.

Futileness is not a reason to give up,

Move forward, sway high

Just like A BUTTERFLY IN THE MIDST OF WAR…