A little kid, moaned in fears,
But, in the chase for life he wiped his tears,
He looked around, he saw people dying,
Families shouting and crying.
All around were ashes and fires,
Everybody he knew were liars,
He thought things can never be good,
Life is a fight he understood.
All he wanted was a chance for survival,
Everybody around seemed a rival,
Humanity suffered, he wanted life,
But all there ever was strife.
He gave up, he wanted to die,
He didn’t want to give life a try,
His soul floated in the sky,
The truth for him was life is lie.