A Child's Reflection

Made homeless from home Bombed city where though many Extend an armless arm, find it harder To hold peace than explosives In a napalmed land Where arms are more expensive Than human hands.As home bred exile I learn to follow safety through blood on the road lit flashed by bomb-light, To grow under a chemical sky Dripping with nuclear fall outs Flowing to other poison Poured daily on earth and mind - Today planet earth, tomorrow the stars. How sad man who dreams of a home In hereafter, can't share their warmth To each other's heart, here and now On native home land EARTH.