Young Days - Chandeen

Laugther’s all around

While children play there games

It’s such a bright blue sky

On such a cloudless day

A tiny face

And unsuspecting eyes

Joy in these young days

Above everything

They laugh

Memories fade in

Isn’t war a crime?

Smoke is all around

Caused by fires in the air

Look up and threatening sky

You’re imprisoned

A witness to to a dark decade

And no-one knows your name