Makulit Child (Poem)

burning sand grains were too sharp
piernced on his wounded foot.
the makulit child was walking
on the desert where see no end.
sun rays were pinching on his broken skin
and the hot wind roasted his lungs.
some where he could see the green
to relax and walk again.
his eyes were searching all arround,
but desert... deserts... only!

his shadow of love were spreading
softening the hard desert
expected soul can be there fallen
his shadow will protect her
looking back he could see the colors
he smiled, wanted to run back
And embrace all the colors of life
But that became stars on the sky
Closing the eyes he walked ahead
with a single thought and smiling...