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From the pain to the sky


The world grow cold as you felt the heat. The pain of lost and of defeat. I can't help but wonder what you saw, how you felt. Were you in awe. This aww world of full hate, but you rose above and saved us with your love. How would you think of the world today? Where pain thrives and kids in cages are thought as lies. I can't help but wonder what you would think. Would you feel that love or be on the brink. A single shot ended your life and war defined how you survived. How fun is it that you died while watching a play were you could the actions any day. How that was the same. You thought me hope even when world was wrong. You me that rights was worth fighting for. That brothers should unite. That being divided would end our lives. You changed to world, but never saw it. Now I stand with the freedom you wrote and only hope that the world free and what my knowledge will help others see.
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