My world

My world, my sweet
I will fight to safe your heart
from the pollution and the dust
until the time when I go to day’s rest.

Every one just wants
one more day with you;
but we should love flowers,
birds, songs too.

You give floods,
earthquakes,
volcanic ashes.

You give loves,
natures, foods
and the blue skies.

My world, my sweet
My living on the earth
is like mother’s secured fathom, my little sweet swing
I will leave a clean world to an unborn child who will sing

/Stockholm, 26 Apr. 10, Jamal/