Mijn wens om ontwikkelingswerk te doen; wat komend zomer in vervulling zal gaan.
I see an image in my mind
The face of an innocent little child
My eyes
Meet his harmless, asking sight
Begging me for help
Give him the oppurtunity
To believe in future again
Give him an attempt
To break with his past
Can I make a different
With just one small finger
Dry his tears
Give him the wishes
He is dreaming about
Like
Every day
Every week
Every year
Don’t let his dreams fade away
Don’t make sorrow control his day
Instead
Some peace for him
Some joy to fill his body
To let this frightened face
Smile again
I want to be there
I will be there
To grab him in my arms
With the minimal I can offer
I will at least
Fight to quit some of his suffer
It’s my dream
To furfill
His’