A siren wails, a desperate plea,
For humanitarian aid, for all to see.
No crumbling walls, no hungry cry,
Just shelter beneath a darkened sky.
From rubble heaps in broken lands,
To empty plates in trembling hands,
Let mercy bloom, a vibrant hue,
And lifeline comforts see them through.
For every child in fear tonight,
Without a home, without a light,
Let empathy and grace abound,
And healing waters wash the ground.
No deeper rifts, no future’s grave,
Just urgent hands to help and save.
Respect for all, both near and far,
A guiding light, a shining star.
Let’s build a bridge of trust and care,
And banish hate, and learn to share.
With open hands and spirits free,
Embrace the dream of harmony.
So let it start, this moment here,
A world awakened, dispelling fear.
Love and peace, a whispered prayer,
For all the world,
© Dr Frieda Norma Dela Cruz
