Its reality

I open a door
To a black sunset
where church bells ring
and children sing
Their songs of hopelessness and desparity
where its not ok to cry
And the people want to die
this is not my dream
Its reality

I open my eyes
To the sounds of their screams
I can hear the urgencies
The complications of the living
Where everybody lies
And the poor children cry
this is not my dream
Its reality

I open my heart
to the feeling of pain
Where sirens ring
And the people are fleeing
to somewhere they think is safe for now
where people dont love because
they don't know how
This is not my dream
Its reality