If they did not know

how  the stars shine at night

let the children tell them

the whole story.

let the children play them

the sad songs of a hopeless tomorrow

to ease a broken heart 

and take away their sorrows.

if the world will not listen,

just let them cry their tears

and whisper to their ears

the words left unsaid.

and if, still, they will not understand

just let me breath my last.