I wish these tears can sieve
I wish this scar can heal
I wish the dark sky can turn white
I wish the narrow way can become wide
I wish there are no trying times
But who am I to decide that?
I wish there’s no stormy tide
But through this will we know the value of tears
I wish there isn’t scarcity
But most of it is caused by us
I have so much to give all
But we rather prefer to hoard
I wish my wishes could be granted
That everyone should live in peace and happiness
A world of no fear and no regret
But all this will just… let us forget God is there.