Last night I lay in my bed but I couldn’t get any sleep
I got up and checked the clock. It was nearly three
I stepped outside and I beheld a star-studded sky
Made me wonder at my significance and purpose in life
The road was quiet and peaceful. The winds were blowing soft
I wondered if this is what paradise is all about
Just then my paradise was disturbed by the sound of bullet shots
I think it came from my home but I wished it didn’t
I rushed to the scene and the horror enveloped
Father, he was dead
Mother, she had a bullet in her head
Brother, he was gone
Sister, she will never wake up now
I knelt at my mother’s bed and I held her hand
“Why did she have to leave me all alone?” I began to cry
Just then an arm grabbed me from behind
Pointed a gun to my head and asked me to make a final wish
“I wish to be with my mother.” I said
“Very well. Brace yourself.” he said
I took a deep breath as he began to count
One
Sweat dripping from my forehead
Two
Heart beating ferociously
Three
And then I woke up from my dream, gasping for breath
My head was in a spin and my pillow was wet with sweat
I looked around and everything seemed all right
I had a glass of water just to recollect my heart beat
I checked the clock. It was nearly three
I looked outside the window. It was the same night sky
Streets were all empty. The winds they must be soft
I rested my head on the pillow to try and catch some sleep
But I was wide awake now. A thought disturbing me
Some lives are imperfect. For me, it was just a dream
I wonder if this is what paradise is all about