A Small Prayer ~ Poem by M. Asim Nehal

When the crooked heart will be straightened
When the impurity is burned in pure oil
When the moon holds her size for good
And when the wind gently throws itself on the sea.

The world will be a place far better to live
The garden will be filled with floras and faunas
The tweet of the birds will turn into a symphony of songs
And when each belly has cereal to fill.

Oh, Master painter, paint the world thus
Oh, the author of destiny, write the welfare of each creature
Oh, Father of the hearts, let love blossom
And let real humanity live in tranquillity and peace